There was once a time when love and affection
was all she needed.
A place where she could dwell in kindness and
pureness.
She wanted that one man, she knew she would
be able to give herself away to him.
She was ready to get lost in his love.
She was ready to light up the intoxicating fire
of love.
But she met the dark side too early.
The side of love that spun on the axis of lust.
The one place she never knew they all desired.
That one place that quickly led to the fire.
It was the place of immodesty.
She was betrayed.
"Is this the truth of the one I am trying to love?"
She dared not to ask this question; she was
afraid of the answer she already knew but did
not want to hear.
She had waited too long for love to come, but
because of the lack of it, there was no other way
but to light herself up with the fire of nudity to find it again.
So she chased it,
instead of being loved,
she now was being touched
So much, that they managed
to rob the purity out of her.
YOU ARE READING
You Who Knows Least
KöltészetA sequel to my book "You Who Knows Best". Read, and you will find much intellect. The thoughts I share here are of my inner sect.
