This is her first verse,
perhaps her tragic surrender
coming forward from a place
that only she can remember.
The start of her story
is based on one blessed night, 
she kissed her stranger
and at that time
only she understood
the impact it would have
on all their lives.
The girl is far removed
from attention’s grasp
holding firmly to her waist
her curves fit perfectly
in the palm of the hand.
Twisting her tiny shirt
her body took on a different form
eyes in front of eyes this time
she swore not to look too long.
The girl has this perfumed scent
mixed from her favorite oils
atop her bathroom counter
impossible to duplicate
she’s the one to turn heads.
Inside the span of this hour
it was unthinkable to move
standing alongside this girl
the path was easy to decipher.
Quietly and perfectly still,
she asks for one simple promise 
give nothing more 
than what you receive.