was she simply a muse?
a sight for sore eyes
a plaything for rough hands
or was there something
behind that dull smile
of a girl who has seen too much
for such of
a young thing
did she dream of a gentle
touch that felt like
a ghost's kiss and did she
wish to strip off her skin and
find what was beneath
or was she afraid that
instead of brilliance she
would find nothing?
