I Have Hope For Her
Hands hold
Bodys touch
It sends a jerk
It sends a rush
Hands hold firm
Their breathing grows slow
As they lay together
In the snow
Hearts grow heavy
Feelings of doubt
Words go flying
Feelings come out
Now out in the open
Now everyone see's
But faces look grim
And fills her with unease
Hands hold tighter
Bodys grow closer
Is this what she wants
I Have hope for her
Hands go places
Places unseen
Behind closed doors
She hopes no one see's
His hands always grabbing
Wanting her more
She looks up hoping
Is he worth fighting for
Tears go spilling
When no ones around
She looks at the marks he left
And cries without a sound
He's really close now
Pulling her down, pushing inside
This is not what she wants
But its to late now
He gets and tells her goodbye
She sits all alone starting to cry
If her father only knew
I think he would cry too
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poem by Rika Horridge
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