Dead Smile

He smiled at her, wide
fixing his gaze at a place she would never find out.
She smiled with innocence
frightful inside , she had a clue
every time he lured her with a different thing
then held her hand softly in private.
Sweet symphonies he used to sing.
Holding her hand
he made her walk to places undiscovered
until they reached their station
which was usually abandoned dark and covered.
His hands traveled through her body
blemishing parts she had not yet apprehended.
He uncovered himself too
making her forcefully explore his parts.
Scared she held her hand back
and he gazed into her eyes the barbaric way.
His hands scared her existence
misused and abused it.
With pleasure he played with her meekness
her cries reached ear's none other than his.
He took her back the same way
singing the same lullaby.
See you next summer holidays he said
she gave a dead smile.