Just a Whore

Young and sweet, her world was new Unable to imagine, she had no clue Of what it would feel like to surrender She spread her legs nothing there to hinder With one quick motion she was gone No use in stopping she felt no wrong He pumped her hard, and jerked around Finished the deed, dressed, and bounced The swan knew now better than ever That this man had stolen from her a feather One she knew would not grow back It seemed lust had stabbed her in a brutal attack Her heart sank low into her chest She knew to him she was less than best A first for her, surely not for him After all the action was on a whim Days came quick and months now passed Her beautiful plume did not last Suitors flew in and out of her bed Innumerable partners, the number lost in her head The feeling immense but her heart longed for love Her innocence was lost like crops in a flood Men came and went passed through her door Word got around, she became a whore Now she roams the streets Her family and friends disowned her For what took place between the sheets And a silky cover