sometimes,
on afternoons like this one,
I think about the be..
🕑 Added 2021-05-08 23:23:34 +0000 UTC
sometimes,
on afternoons like this one,
I think about the beach house.
that weekend we had by the shore.
before the storms. before the waves.
when it was warm and steady every moment of every day.
you fed me mangos
and we explored our bodies.
laughing at nothing and everything.
kept ourselves close at all times.
you chased me down the path
towards the beach,
my sarong waving wildly in the wind.
I howled in delight
as you got closer and closer
we fell into the sand
and I laid on top of you,
my thighs on each side of
your strong body
and when I had you pinned
I lifted up my top
my hair tossed around my shoulders
and you looked up at me
like you had seen the light.
