dog days of summer
i stroked a heatstroke unto your ice cream cone.
under the heat of your covers
it melted and dripped unto my sticky fingers.
sweeter than ben and jerrys.
your heat wave, takes my breath away.
in the dog days of summer we intertwined our bodies.
my yellow teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikini
oozed off along with my sunscreened dignity.
as your tongue brushed barbecue sauce on my ribs.
no spf could have blocked your blue
ultraviolet rays from beaming down
unto my sunkissed face.
my mind put on its foggy goggles to shun away the flashing lights
which warned me.
constantly.
razor burns and tan lines.
it didnt matter then.
freckles and blood shot eyes.
sweaty legs, my hair sticking to your face.
i pretended not to know
…. it was then i fell from grace.
breathing recycled air it felt like we were the ocean waves
we washed away sand castles and destroyed hearts
we filled our cavities with each others love
we rose a tsunami covering tree tops and roofs
we submerged the whole world and emersed in our grooves.
but then it was over
and you licked my bones clean
you spit out my watermelon seeds
and sucked my popsicle dry
leaving me with sunburned thighs.
