Unhand Me

You haven’t touched me yet Your hands haven’t yet caressed my skin But I could never unfeel the grating touch Of your scathing words on my mind How each one burrows on my skin Like a scalding burn, branding every inch Here you are stalking inside my mind Like a phantom in the dark,  I see you everywhere- even when i close my eyes In my mirror, in my bed In my kitchen, in my head I feel every scorching gaze Like hands groping the fullness of my breasts Like legs interlocking mine for no escape Like wretched palms muffling my screams I see every lewd thought  Concealed behind the gleam of eyes Flashing, craving, wanting for more  Even when my skin isn’t bare Even when you see none of it at all No, you haven’t touched me yet But I feel your hands roaming all over,  Feel it in my bones Etched in my skin like a brand shaming me for life I hear every disgusting word Dripping down the slimy slob of your mouth Tongue wagging thirstily,  trying to peel open my legs Wondering, thirsting, wanting Trying to seek what lies in between Trying to get a feel of my skin You never groped You never kissed You never touched Still my body felt every act Still my mind can never unhear Your sadistic unholy thoughts