Vanity In Summer
Drip me wet, dry me
In heat blazing from your core
Summer stalks the trees
Wringing them dead dry
My veins collapse, and my leaves
Pants in sizzling air
You too drizzle sweat
Skin clammy with desire pants
Packing store, let's cool
Fore we move again
Through hydrant spray and crowd's glee
Spilling pipes reserve
My root journeys deep
Beyond surface love, I mine pools
From willing daydreams
My tongue sips the dew
Scorching the loins, shaking limbs
And breasting day's rest
Let us now retire
The city's silence by sun's fire
Come drizzle me rain.
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2012
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