If they see her at all,
she is the quiet one
sitting in innocence.
They don't see
whats in her mind
the freak that
she will become.
They cannot see
the taint that
blots her soul.
The exposure to
life's darkside
the desires that
are found only
at night in the
arms of another.
Tangled limbs
and heavy breathing
as new heights
of sensation
are climbed.
She continues her
journey always
playing in the
dark while
living in the light.
If they saw
her now would
they see her
as she is
or how they
remember her to be.