The Music

A poem of heartbreak and musical explosion between bodies, only spoken through the female's lips.

And now,,

I can only feel his fingers wrapping around my thighs, roughly squeezing me

I choke out my last breath

it is

only

so deep.

The music of his voice curls around me in a harmony of screaming and shouting.

I cannot breathe.

I feel my knees shaking as I turn 

away.

I do not

want 

this.

But alas, he presses further, and I push him away.

He stops for now.

For

now.

He whisps his fingers against my cheek as he breathes my name.

I hate him.

I hate what he has become.

I hate what he has done.

Ohh, and what he's done! What has already been pressed upon me and breathed against my lips I shalt not speak without sobbing and turning away

from

the music.

I scream! Oh the screams I have screamed for him!

He laughs, cackling as he twists my body in an unwilling manner

I cry.

I cannot speak.

The music

fills my ears.

Author's Note

I am asking for constructive criticism please. :)

Reviews

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[Ghost writer]

sad, uncomfortable, true. This is a brave thing to write about, and the stile is good.