An ephemeral love poem

WIP - Summer Camp quality. This will continue to be edited during July and likely after the prizes adjudication. CW: mention of sexual themes, not detailed

This short poem was written on the spot in the year XXX by Yarik on Daniya's back during one of their first sessions of bondage and skin writing. Because of the position of the writing, and the fact that the vegetal ink it was written in was washed away during the aftercare of the session, nobody but the author ever read its content. A copy of it, with a slightly updated format, was gifted to Daniya a few years later, as a reward for never have asked about its nature for the previous years, and as a show of trust and commitment between the two.
The poem, quickly and roughly drafted during the span of the erotic session, lacks of refinement and uses some typical metaphors of the makarid genre of poetry that focuses on the relationship between Miyiks and Kharsans.
The image of the canvas in particular, while quite literal in this context, it's used liberally in all the genre to describe the submissive party in a fetish relationship as the object and inspiration of the dominant's art, and the freedom in bondage hint is another overused trope of the genre.
Despite this amateurish choices, the poem encapsulates a nucleus of honest sentiment of gratitude in the author for the person who gave him the new chance at exercising their skills in a moment when he was resigned to never have it again.

— Yarik, notes on his journal.

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An ephemeral love poem

Dear Kharsan

Thank you for the canvas of your skin,
the soft sounds that push me to try harder.
Thanks for your eyes that pleadingly search for mine.
Thank you for the fugitive contact of your hand when I doubt
and for your sweet words of encouragement.
Thank you for showing me the hidden track
that you once followed.
And for freeing me, while I bind you.

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