Ode to a mosquito bite

Oh how I yearn to touch you knowing how it would feel if

I just touched it if I dragged my nails against you
how sweet it would feel how I would yearn for more
yet know how much I will pay for it later.
Yet I continue to run my nails against the now red flesh
where you had bit me and taken what you wanted from me and
left me with this desire burning within me.

All I need to do was touch the spot where
you left a reminder of your presence in my life.
And all the memories will come flooding back to me.
Urging me onwards to fulfill this desire burning within.
Then I give in I begin to rub it hoping the feeling will go away but
it just makes it worse it makes me want to
just rip that piece of skin off so I wouldn’t feel
the increscent desire any more.
This desire which will remain unfilled……..