Unknown

Virtual yet motionless
Imperial, yet weak
Her fingers cold and broken
Laying naked upon your sheets

Smooth yet rough the waters
Passed virginal escapes
Her thighs entwine your body
As your pseudo charm she takes

Holy yet ungodly
Pure, yet repressed
She'll take you while you're sleeping
As your lips take full her breasts

And in your mind you wonder
Is it her that lusts for you
Or are you merely a notch on her
Log of forgotten truths

So full of spite and passion
You scream to all the world
When through, you ask her name
And says - "I'm me, a simple girl."