the heat is on
The country sighs under the heat, heat rushes through the city.
I sigh too. Heat is waving through my body.
What fascinates me in summer is the vibrating air that I can see above the asphalt or in the distance above beach sand.
I also vibrate. Inside.
There is a particularly strong desire for something that one lacks.
I also yearn. For you.
When the ocean water gets warmer and the drinks you drink cooler.
Your hair lighter and your skin darker.
Rumor, music, hearing people talk on the street. Until late.
Nights become longer.
Sex that is sultry. Warm. Sensual. Slow and sticky.