24 November 2012
You have tainted me Turned gold into brass
You have dirtied my soul Tarnished my present and past
Those filthy hands Have blackened my name
Parasitic fingers Now carry a heavy blame
Your squalid mind Infested my every pore
Contaminated by you Your touch has left me raw
Your untruthful decay Rotted anything of us
Diseased is our happiness Soiled and sodden is our trust
Repulsion from your touch No matter what you do
Can't cleanse or rid myself Of this invisible stain of you
©Kim Brown 24th November 2012
Invisible Stain Of You • Opuss № I