Erotic

Half way through The Lion King You took my virginity Afterwards we took a bath You threw me a towel and laughed Saying, "Marah never dries her legs" There were pictures of her kid in frames Claiming you practically raised her I remember feeling so confused I remember feeling like a child Was it erotic My joy, my elation Did you feel big Taking it You would get me all alone at work Saying it's s*xier to keep it secret Sparkling beneath your grip I was such an easy target One night you brought out all your toys I was young, I didn't know I had a choice Then you hypnotized me with a whip And I cried so hard I vomited Was it erotic My joy, my elation Did you feel big Taking it I'd like to thank the Christian church I'd like to thank my parents Silence is my origin I'm a woman of service to men So I went to woman's group in spring They gave me paint and said, "draw anything" I was a yellow watercolor in the corner You were a black permanent marker everywhere --- Erotic - Olivia Barton