Was it the trojan version of lust or love
When suddenly, you grabbed my face
With mad excitement excitement in your eyes
While we are teasing each other tonight?
You must have thought it was mere play,
That your touch won’t hurt me
If you graze me, or squeeze me tight.
You seem to forget that I am a woman,
Albeit not fragile,
Handle me with care like a porcelain doll
And leave no marks.
People say that
“Pain is inevetable, but suffering is not”,
I promise, I will never let you hurt me
In the guise of rough play in the future, my love.