I think I might have seen the future, after all.
Or at least I know what's next.
I'm either gifted or I'm just a lucky guess,
Or else I'm reading from the text.
So I know how this ends.
My visions might be cruel,
But they're not that bizarre.
So I cringe at night
When his hands are touching you
Like I know they are.
His fingers navigate your body like a ship.
They roam the grooves of every fret.
His breath is hot and fast and flush against your neck.
Your hair is matted with his sweat.
So I know where it leads.
It's so familiar now
That I think it's a scar.
So I cringe at night
When his hands are touching you
Like I know they are.
So I was warned, but somehow unprepared--
With spirit bold, but flesh that's very scared.
Now that my winter's gone and spring's laid bare,
I promise not to look ahead again.
I saw this coming. Now I see it every day.
I don't think it ever stops.
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