Raindrops fell on my skin

Like a thousand salty kisses, crystallizing
over porous, glistening spots.

I moved my body forward
into the vast field,
tensing and releasing muscle.

Sweat dripping down,
washed by cold water.

Some bubbles formed
over my body like pain
wanting to be remembered
before it made way for euphoria
in a burst of shimmer.

When I went out for a run
I felt aches instead of joy.

My thighs heavy,
wrapped in cement.

Between my legs
sweat boiled
and spread like wildfire.

I begged for mercy.

Desperate to endure,
I held my breath
and kept running,
wobbling like an anchor
dragged across dry ground.

The burn gnawed at me.
Tears blurred the trail.

Sweat carved
my skin open—
a release that punished
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