Lingering Touches

His rough touches linger on me, nothing I do changes that 

No matter how hard I scrub his fingertips still do a crude dance on my skin 

I feel his teeth sink into my tender skin, as I scream 

His nails digging into me as if he was looking for gold in me

In my most vulnerable state, naked and bare for him to exploit

Lingering touches and sensations that make me want to throw up

Quiet sobs and pleads to the universe to make it stop

Callous calculated touches to taint me, rough hands exploring a foreign body my body

Now, I lay awake tear stained cheeks as his fingertips do their crude dance once again

I want these phantom touches to disappear

But it seems like nothing I do makes them go away 

His lingering touches will forever follow me

Haunting me for the rest of my life