My heart wide open.
My heart felt kindness and care.
Through threaded eyes I saw beauty.
I gave you a gift.
A precious gift of value.
To you it was trash.
So you left it to tarnish.
I can't take it back.
So I give my body to you.
Abuse my wetness.
Drive your hard shaft into my core.
A moan of pleasure
That brings me back for more,
Though I realize,
You've a heart of blackened stone.
The more I know you.
The looser these threads become.
The more I can see.
The ash-tone beauty of thee.