Listen to the beat of her heart, it beats rapidly like an African drum.
Listen to the sound of her voice, it's rhythm and sweetness hits the cool, night air.
Listen to the sound of her footsteps, hitting the floor as she walk pass and creaking along with every step.
Listen to her body, it is in one accord with his.
Now six months later, she feels like a complete and utter stranger in her being.
She does not feel like the old her.
Her skin has the appearance of an alligator, scaly and rough
These spots on her flesh are appearing more and more
She tries to scrub away the painful reminder of that night when she gave her body and soul to a unknown stranger.