Room 102

our seaside retreat,
room102, summer heat.
people pass by outside in the dusk
hurried steps, mumbled voices.
sweat glistens on our skin
sheets soiled bunched up on the floor
as we stare at the cracked ceiling of the room.
intimate encounters.
if only they knew
we we do
in room 102

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