Wanted Sexually Poem by Linda I. Weischedel

I try so hard to hold back these feelings inside,
I try to keep them lock-up for they are
emotions I had to hide,
but to myself I have cried, and to my heart I have lied.

Sex is all you wanted,
on the prowl I was hunted.

Prematurely you asked me to lie with you in bed,
to me your sexual thoughts were fed,
your impure lust is all that ran thru-out my head,
to just say I honestly love you was never said.

Sexual Bondage was your choice of play,
I didn't want you in that kind of way,
handcuffing me well, that is a matter of trust,
that kind of trust is a must,
this poem is all I have of you today,
you jumped the gun and assumed wrong is all I can say.