How to Blow Out a Candle

You reach for my hand,

looking for affirmation.

And my hand stiffens,

as my mind races.

You caress my back,

showing everyone that

‘I am yours’.

And my skin itches,

as my body crawls from your touch.

You slip your hand between my thighs,

signaling what you want.

And my jaw tightens,

as my stomach lurches.

You do not realize that

claiming me as your own,

turns me right off.

{RM} I do not belong to you