Parted

Mosquito bites on my neck,

Quickly, swiftly.

Sharp pain.
 

Give in to desire,

Feverish body.

Burning sensation.
 

Ropes bind hands to the post,

Slow breaths.

Engulfed tightly.
 

The second hand tics,

One, two,

Three…release.

 

Droplets of saltwater fall down my face,

Hot, wet,

Arms wrapped.

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