Not Even You

She recalls the moment she first knew she belonged
And ached and needed and desired more,
As not even you held her back;

She recalls the moment you first held her down hard;
And looking into the mirror at her bruised neck,
As not even you held her back;

She recalls the moment you entered her and took
All that you wanted, with no escape allowed,
As not even you held her back;

She recalls the moment you bound her to your whim
A mere two weeks ago: rope work ruled then,
As not even you held her back;

She recalls the moment of that satisfied wave as you rode off,
After that super one more time please sir session,
As not even you held her back;

She recalls the moment of disbelief, then unendurable agony;
And she still lives in that ocean of unstoppable tears,
As not even you held her back;  

She recalls the moment(s) of grey solicitude, empathy and grief;
And grey distressing nightmares of you lost in a mist,
As not even you held her back;

She recalls the moment she last knew she belonged;
And ached and needed and desired more;
As not even you held her back.