surrender.

is this what it means to be corrupted?
I ask myself
as he spreads my thighs like dirty secrets
already painted red with the evidence of ownership and defiant desire that waits for nothing
my back arched, my hips compliant
surrendering with ease
and no attempt to hide my wet and eager willingness
it’s written all over my body language and my no longer innocent face
as I have not been coy, modest or mine since the day his fingers found and wound round the hair at the nape of my neck
or really, if I’m being honest with myself, since the first time he spoke my name

the blood
& the bones

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