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Apr 2021
tickle me.
taunt me, torture me.
with your eyes,
your fingers , your nails.
your lips, teeth, tongue.
your breath.

be relentless, ruthless.
play like a cat would
with a hapless li'l mouse.

don't stop.

until my skin
breaks out
in flaming goosebumps.

until
i arch and bend.
like a bow,
taut, tense.

until i explode.

and with me,
this phantasm
and all it's nightmare
of pestilence,
of sorrow, despair,
of death, distress, desolation.

if only for mere moments.

don't stop.
anilkumar parat
Written by
anilkumar parat  61/M/Kerala, India
(61/M/Kerala, India)   
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