Date: Sat, 1 Mar 2008 09:18:58 -0800 (PST) From: Sunil Narayan Subject: "He Saved Me" He Saved Me David took me to his cabin one day and we never went back I asked him why and he told me he wanted to keep me where no one can see me According to him, I was an exquisite beauty that could easily be kidnapped by any man His fear of losing me nearly drove him over the edge when he heard I was to go to India to visit my grandparents He can't stand the thought of being away from me Why is he possessive? Sometimes I look at him and he looks back His eyes are tired and afraid But his hands tell me something else Oh, god! His hands feel like rough paper I squirm a little and he pulls me into his arms David pets me and tells me I am his He reminds me of how he saved me from a life of servitude Yes, I was a servant I cooked and cleaned for some man who found me on the streets Hooking wasn't something I wanted to do and I did it Was I proud? No, I wasn't. Yet, who would be? One night I was walking home and noticed someone following me He didn't walk up to me and say anything for an hour Then as I was eating a sandwich he grabbed me and carried me into the alley I was terrified, what was he going to do to me? David's big frame hovering above me, he smelled like cigarettes Each time I tried to escape he blocked me and laughed It wasn't an evil laugh, it was telling me I was his and don't have a reason to be anything else He took me to his house to live with him And every morning he holds me tightly smelling my hair and kissing me I smile and tell him I love him