Hot

a single round bead of sweat
rolls across the flesh
in the sweltering summer heat
magnifying pours, birthmarks, follicles and wrinkles,
as it passes
this aint no glistening
this is some serious, stinky, sweat
generated by a body
overheated
not just from the blistering
searing
hellish
mythic evil
of the mid-day summer heat
no,
this nasty bead of human fluid
was earned the old fashion way
through mind altering
flesh abrading
hair pulling
afternoon fucking

it was the best kind of mid day penetration
the unexpected pounding
he was just on his way to the corner store for smokes
she merely seeking a hangover remedy at the pub
their eyes locked
she had cigarettes in her purse
he had vodka and V8 at home
they were both old and alone
and horny
on a summer afternoon

magic moments are made of these

they made their way
to a private spot by the sea
where no one ever came
imbibed their poisons
looked at each other
deep in lust
flesh desirous
beneath the summer sky
with the sea
lapping at their feet
the sun burning
at their skin
and their libidos
like magnets
hot, sweaty, wrinkly magnets
drawing them in

she leans, he grabs
teeth
neck
hands
back

breathe

fingers
tongue
ear

breathe

lips
legs
mouth
knees
hair

breathe

the slap
the tickle
the writhe
the giggle
the scream
the shout
the moment that is forever
and never at all

breathe

faces to the sun
grinning

a single round bead of sweat
rolls across the flesh
in the sweltering summer heat


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