Raped! Who?

Fine red toes highlighting the sharpness of her foot,
The lustrous fair pear shaped tempting legs,
The rim of the lace of her skirt at the lower end,
The things visible and the others invisibly visible.

The elastic of the skirt clutching the stomach,
The tube-top embracing those delicious breasts,
Invited me to be a party with them and
Love the body as they silently do.

I walked. She ran. But, they called.
I ran. She ran faster. And, they called louder.
I joined them. But, got jealous of them.
Got rid of them. Embraced the beautiful body.

She cried. Why? I only wanted to love her like they did.
I went on. Kissed her nipples. Bit them. Rubbed them.
She was tearing my skin. But, why didn't she tear their skin?
I only wanted to love her like they always did.

The woman in red screamed. A police van came.
They held me by my collar. But, I was just loving her.
She got me arrested for admiring her beauty. She raped me.
I will never love any girl. They are rapists. They rape men.