what is she supposed to do now
that his hands have explored her
delved into her liquid skin
and left handprints on her perfect
palor complexion
she tells herself
it won't happen ever again
but his smile is intoxicating
and once again she's in a position
she can't get out of
so she lets him drink her in
let's him taste her on his tongue
and now she's realized
he knows every inch of her mind
inside and out
from the lingering glances
to the notebooks she's
let him thumb through
he's scaled the walls around her heart
and now he's built himself a castle
and made himself
the king
