stains

The wetness of her vagina
might have
occasionally repulsed me,
except
for my fascination
with stains.
I've collected:
menstruation,
piss,
squirting orgasms,
sperm,
mucus,
spit...
Archival Remnants
of activities.

She complains
of the evidence of love.
I say, "It only bothers you,
for I'm too drunk to recall,
but I'm certain
your spot is yours
as it will always be
upon my heart.

Those stains may never be confused.
Soapbox Artist: collecting art & literature of the worst kind