Monsoon of the Skin

During an endless monsoon that seals them inside a high, sea-facing apartment lit only by an oil lamp and lightning, a man and woman, stripped of every name, place, and tomorrow, spend days and nights devouring each other with deliberate, worshipful hunger, turning skin into scripture, breath into prayer, and every withheld climax into a vow that one lifetime of tasting her will never be enough.