Tongue

 

Tongue

Scriptober Day 2 Prompt: Tongue

Barbs protrude
And sweep across my skin
I flinch
But for nothing
My internal messengers do not relay news of pain
Only odd prickling
To use a weapon as a tool for affection is a most refined act of love

 

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