A River Flows Inside Me

You drape me, with wet kisses 
O moon. 
I will not forget you 
in freezing rain. 

At dangerous arch, 
blue-veined― 
milk in milk has made me red. 

The ecstasy digs out 
the hidden lyric, 
I would never sing. 

Will you find any 
questions, to defeat the― 
intimacy of a rape? 

A hurt here, a bruise 
there, my faded shirt 
covers the poems.