First Season
summer gets into you
something i can’t think of without wanting
everything’s so hot and wet..
it becomes contagious
takes over the body it touches
and you are the night air
in my window
a season under my skin
the sweat on me
like your fingers
sliding down searching
tickling my neck, my spine my thigh
with an indigenous touch
and you are the smell of summer ending
a cry behind my eyes
a season under my skin
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