Appearances

Confusion
-stained-
upon her crimson
blouse
.Love.
Enjoyment.
Peace
are the requirements
of her eyes

Yet
her eyes
are the
mirrors of regret
as she seeks
the ecstasies
she has never held

She does not notice
the repulsiveness
-reflected-
on his hands,
groping
the single joys
of her soul

But she cannot
choose
between her mind
or her virginity

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