13 September 2012
A distant memory
Of how you came to be
So precious you are to me
I was taken
Not my choice
I locked myself in my
Immature mind
Protected from the
Brute force of the salivating beast
You took my innocence
But not my mind
But from that one act
Came the most precious
Gift in fact
The seed
My salvation
My reason for being my whole world
My reason for me
Give all myself to thee
My baby the I one who
Truly saved me!!
A Distant Memory • Opuss № I