Cyanide
He lets his tongue go over my cuts
He stares intently
I let a soft cry out
He hushed me and rubs my cheek
I sigh out and put my head back
Sweat was so salty
But sweet
My back arches
And I scream
It was happy.
I scream happily
I clutch his cheeks
He had his smile
I had my tears
We both go silent
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