Hand Print Upon My Skin

Hand print
Seen upon my skin
From when his grip
Became a pin

No longer able to move
Or erase his deep desire
I could see it in his eyes
I could see the burning fire

Frail body
So weak in his embrace
It was so inescapable
Sweat dripping from his face

Oh, please
Don't keep me as your slave
I just wanted to feel loved
I promise to behave

I'm crippled by this fear
The fear of the unknown
Afraid that he will come
Just so he can moan

What kind of man is he
Is every man that way
I guess I'll never know
Unless I run away

But what if they all do to me
The same thing that he did
What if pleasure is the only
Reason now to live

And what if all this heart ache
Leaves me here to fight
Fight against the masses
Fight for what is right

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"I'm crippled by this fear
The fear of the unknown
Afraid that he will come
Just so he can moan

What kind of man is he
Is every man that way "

A powerful poem with a very important question about all men. Bravo..........

[That1Nerd23]

Thank you, Sami! I appreciate you taking the time to read it, and also review! Yay! :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)........................