Heat Zone
HEAT ZONE
As I bask in the afternoon cool of a hot summer’s day,
With only my sarong loosely draped over me in a way,
That will prevent the scorching African sun staring at me,
And wondering how long will it be till the tantalising sea,
Beckons me to strip, and feel the salty, unruly water play,
Across my naked body, feeling each wave, caress and spray,
My limbs with the fervour of intimacy whispering with glee,
I surround you, possess you and own you, don’t ever flee!
Copyright © Jennifer Proxenos | Year Posted 2019
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