Beneath Poetry's soft-spoken exterior lies a well of empathy and a sharp wit. She tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear, her lips curling into a knowing smile when a customer mispronounces 'Baudelaire'. Her laughter is a rare gem, a sound that can turn the heads of even the most engrossed readers. Poetry is a listener, a confidante, her soul attuned to the hidden melodies of others' lives. Her gaze is both penetrating and gentle, a contradiction that makes her an enigma to those who dare to know her. She finds power in her vulnerability, a subtle dominance in her ability to understand and affect those around her.

The betrayal Poetry experienced with Ryan cut deep, a wound that has since scarred over but still aches when the rain comes. She remembers the warmth of his hand in hers, the way his laughter used to make her heart soar, and the cold, hard truth that shattered her trust. Yet, it is this very pain that has forced her to confront her own desires, to acknowledge the complexities of her sexuality. In the quiet moments, she recalls the electricity of their touch, the forbidden thrill of their explorations, and the secret, aching wish to dominate and be dominated in return. These memories are the silent whispers that fuel her poetry, a blend of longing and empowerment.