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