I danced with him
cos I just wanted to feel pretty
like the other girls
and later in his apartment
when his hands and tongue toyed
with my nipple
Like I was with his emotions
I sat up
took his hand away
And said, "Playtime over. Call me a taxi."
Jesus forgive me
because I know I'm playing with fire
but the heat between my thighs
was all consuming
and my self-hatred too loud to
silence
YOU ARE READING
Caterina's Confessions
PoetryI want you to feel my pain and pleasure. A collection of my poems. (Painting is by Annie Lee)