Darkest Wanderings

Why is there blood on my lips
Why is my skin purplish
Why do I feel so feverish

Tempestuous was it
Or was I drunk

But the tingling pain in my labia screams
That was I ravaged

Not by passion
Not by any emotion
But sheer intoxication

Who was it
I cannot recollect
Hazy was his face
Just a frame
Enveloping me
With his semen

Did I yield
Or was it rape
As long my wanton itch is cured

I hardly care.

©LR