A poem
Rising and falling
of waves —
Her breath
Hues of blue
kissed by the amber rays of sunlight—
Her smooth, glowing skin
Soft
and melodious breeze —
Her mesmerizing voice
White
marshmallow foams —
Her salty kisses
The unexplored depth —
Her dark secrets
Blackness at night —
Her soothing…
MICRO-HUMOR
Poetry
We returned to our hotel room,
After a long journey,
I was exhausted, so was he.
The weather was cold,
He needed warmth.
He carried me in his bare brawny arms,
To the soft, comfy bed,
And gently lay me down.
He wasted no time to undress,
Keeping me watch,
He removed his tops, then his pants.
He then hurriedly unzipped me,
And removed his towel.
He rushed to the bathroom,
To take a hot shower.
Leaving me alone and open.
50 WORDS MICRO-FICTION
Thrifty Words Challenge #11: Late
Karen’s feverish body radiated heat like the burning charcoal in the tannour. Her barking coughs threatened to rip out her throat into pieces. She inhaled in short, quick gasps, desperate to revive her collapsed air sacs.
Too late.
She welcomed the deadly virus, not wearing her mask.
Now. No escape.
50 WORDS
Thrifty-word prompt theme challenge #14: Fever
She pricked my finger to feed on a drop of blood.
I killed her in a fit of rage.
Now I suffer from malaria, dengue, chikungunya, yellow fever, filariasis, encephalitis, tularemia, dirofilariasis, Ross River fever, Barmah Forest fever, Zika fever, and Rift Valley fever.
Her grief-stricken family sought their revenge.
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