Pleasure

Your fingers were on me only for a moment

They were two seconds of pleasure for you.

It took a lifetime for me to scrub out

The stains your fingerprints left.

.

I only remember the door slamming

The woman calling my name from downstairs,

My eyes closing, thinking it was all normal,

Until adulthood convinced me otherwise.

.

It was something momentary for you

For me, it was my entire life

Feeling so old under warm blankets

Blinking to suppress the screams inside me

Every time you smiled and kissed my cheek.

.

Years ago, it was over for you

Years later, I am left to fix everything

You broke in seconds.

If that is what power feels like,

I’d rather not have it.

If that is what pleasure is,

I’d rather remain untouched.

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