Let Me tell you...

Sit, let me tell you a story
about a time, about a place, a feeling, something graceful
and oh so unforgettable; wait--where was it? What was his name?
I sold the rights to these stories when I sold out
When I accepted the bruises and the wicked words, rather than
throwing them back and screaming "no thank you."
Fearless, was that young lass whom I barely can see in my
minds eye...perhaps a new pair of glasses? I'll throw in something extra
for a rose tint this time; this time I want it all, but not at that cost
My soul is up for a second mortgage, and the lender may NOT include rape
As part of the interest fee; I've got an impeccable payment history, just ask
God...I've ALWAYS made my deposit on time, and never complained when the stinging
Of my heart got so brutal that my spine twisted and my brain lost it's way...
Sit, let me share a story with you;
about a girl, about a lovely, beautiful, sweet girl...
Just give me some time, for I can't remember how it begins...

Marjorie Tuttle