He stared at my flesh - An uncomfortable gaze upon my body. His empty touch smoothed my skin- His actions so mechanical. The smell of his cologne sickened me and The cigarettes on his breath. He spoke to me with his vulgar tounge But my mind blocked out the words. His hand reached for me- I only wanted to get away, But I stayed and he progressed- All the while my heart said "no". I saw in his eyes the blankness- A dirty lust of wantoness. My heart felt a spike of pain. It isn't what I wanted, but I settled for something less Than a place for my love to rest.