Eyes
******* me with just a look
Making me feel like a bug under a microscope
Please keep them to yourself
My body is not for your viewing pleasure
A museum exhibit-I am not

Hands
Slithering like a snake with no direction
Grabbing like I was your property
Apparently my “no” wasn’t firm enough
Sorry it’s not the 17th century anymore

Mouth
With no gentleness
Taking and taking but not giving
Biting and *******
Leaving your mark like a branding iron
I am a woman
Not a cow

Ears
That didn’t listen
Wouldn’t take no for an answer
passion is earwax
But that's no excuse

My eyes
Look at the same body
Look at the same soul
And see a scar
From what started with just your eyes

My hands
Wander the same body
Feel the dirt and grime your hands left
Wondering if it makes me worth any less

My mouth
Speaks the words “it’s ok”
But my heart knows it’s not
hesitant to touch these lips to another's
Afraid a simple kiss will be taken as permission to violate

My ears
Heard your excuses
Heard your apologies
But they don’t listen
Yours didn’t
Therefore mine won’t either