Guest Post... 'The Doll' By Nikita Gupta

You are my doll,

Her grandfather said

As he kissed her cheek

And stroked her head.

She was his joy,

His object of affection.

He pampered her silly,

And loved her like none.

And as night came,

So did he,

Into her room

Where she lay asleep.

He touched her sweet, glowing face,

He held her body close to his

And then peeled off layers of clothing,

Standing in the way of carnal bliss.

Her naked flesh ignited desire,

He feasted his eyes on the heavenly sight.

Gently kissed her head to toe,

And then loved her through the night.

At eight, she was his favourite game-

A compliant companion to play with in bed.

Well, it's true, she was his doll,

Just like her loving grandfather said.

The poem is written by fellow blogger and psychologist-in-the-making Nikita Gupta. This is the poem written by her 6 years ago. Find this poem here on her blog. Check out her blog here.