He Rides
Soft and wet she cries
She gave her soul to him
Yet he just grunts and rides
And rides
Deep inside he just rides
Her head is dizzy with love, pain & shame
His full of lust and pleasure
A man insane
He speaks kind soft words to get her here
She is grateful for affection, to be held near
Him an abuser
A sick and twisted looser
Her a precious flower, her spirit divine
Always drifting in love's moments
Forever lost in time
He rides....
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