Summer Heat

Bathed in heat, she beckons me.
And I come for her, drenched in sweat.
Tasting her salt on my tongue,
Our bodies intertwined as the day moves on.

She speaks to me in song,
Of birds moving across the sky/
In breezes through green leaves rustle,
I hear her whispers.

As the sun rises, she presses against me.
Surrounding my flesh with her heat.
And I feel that I could die within her.
To fall asunder to her whims.


Poem written by Jeremy C Kester
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