Engaged.

ENGAGED.
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Her freshly pierced nipple -
fought against my studded tongue.
Although we were uncomfortable,
we knew that we belonged.
But soon it dawned upon us,
our bond would not break free.
Unable to communicate.
She blamed events on me!
'It's always been our problem!'
She speaks and I ignore.
Like the silent sleeping partner -
sprawled across a bedroom floor.
But privacy was lacking,
in the ladies lavatory -
of the recently refurbished -
'Club Tranquillity'

'A place of relaxation.
Leave your stresses far behind.
Enlightenment and massage.
We'll help you to unwind'

The irony escaped us.
Meditation could not help.
I tried to speak my mind.
She translated with a yelp!
Trapped by inconvenience.
Passing frantic time.
The overwhelming stench -
of citrus, bleach and pine.
Then suddenly I felt it.
My tongue was free to roam.
Her nipple hadn't noticed,
so I broke the news alone.
I passed another hour,
lying through my gritted teeth.
Her nipple in my mouth.
My luck in disbelief.

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