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Fever

 
I've got that
itching
trickling
tickling
fever

that starts
as a spark
in my heart

triggered by
loneliness
boredom
discontent

moisture
beads
on upper lip
at temples
down vertebrae
pools in palms

a shiver
hard swallow
reluctant whimper
darting eyes
quickened breath

proliferating
prurient
pruritus

either way
resistance
or indulgence
the itch
only gets worse
Written by harliequin
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