Captive of Passion

his voice was a deep baritone whispering my name and his eyes were fathomless dark pools I pulled him closer and he stroked my flowing hair but his eyes were cold ice . . . and I trembled is this love or hate, oh I was so confused he wanted to control me and crushed my ruby lips with a kiss demanding that turned beautiful he said vile things while holding me captive in his arms . . . and then whispered my name go away, come back, is this love I was thinking he wrapped around me and we were spinning swirling and lost in passion . . . I opened my eyes and his smile was cruel and he laughed a mean laugh yet, I knew I was nothing without his kiss he might as well have me in chains . . . I knew that I MUST get away because this was wrong the door slammed shut and after a moment I turned the knob . . . and ran into the night and never looked back . . . __________________________ February 1, 2019 Poetry/Free Verse/captive of passion Copyright Protected, ID 19- 1110-242-02 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.