icysilverthread: Seabird on a concrete shore with choppy waves (Default)
icysilverthread ([personal profile] icysilverthread) wrote in [personal profile] minutia_r 2018-04-28 09:29 pm (UTC)

What secrets ever live, that are not kept
By men who force our will to hold their peace,
And women’s fault in ignorance I wept:
A maiden’s virtuous words heard least.

Virtue? A child in my fathers house,
I’d none and no escape. I had to wait.
No longer am I a blushing maiden-mouse.
You dare protect me now? Thou’rt far too late.

I live in fear. A fear of silver eyes
That swore obedience into every grave,
Demanding all our silence for your lies.
I am not yours to quiet nor to save.

What’s to lose? Our suffering was no mischance.
Our fathers are all dead. Cousin, lets dance.

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