there's liquor in her veins,
and there's lust in his eyes;
breath on her neck like a lingering mist.
skin against skin, teeth against teeth,
his lips places she doesn't want to be kissed.
she has words in her mouth,
has the word on the tip of her tongue.
like a bullet to the brain,
one word and it's done.
her eyes close, and she's gone.
tear stained cheeks, limp body;
she is not awake,
and when she opens her eyes,
he is not there and neither is she.
and nothing is done.