By suffocating_lux
Date: 2006 Mar 17
Comment on this Work
[[2006.03.17.10.13.23353]]

roughened colour

two months
of heat
driven so hot
it left your
lips fleshy
skin sucking salt
you fled work
and I found you
stripped
lemonade poured
down
your leg

your red nails
tore past
I couldn't get
my clothes off
fast enough for a
filthy rid
too long spent
flailing with leg holes
while you rippled
in the muggy
hair blistering spray
grazing on shell

today was no different
to the last
yet the backed up
rush leapt again
and I believed it
was the best ever felt
your green bikini
screamed
for me as you
plunged deeper -
I reached for the pier

where roughened colour
clutched against
briny thistled thighs
and the lilt
of your song
heaved beside mine
where snowflakes
fell simply
so I could wedge
them with spicy
tongue between your
silent teeth