You ignite me with that spark in your eye
friction courses through my body
heat swells bloom when I meet your longing stare
I need the wind to blow- I might forget to breath
if the air wasn’t fed to me.
Yes, it’s already that hot,
that as I observe you I stay perfectly still.
So as not to disrupt the tendrils of hair that whip my salty neck in the wind
little spikes jolting me, cooling, keeping me from floating away
sipping vodka on the rocks
it tastes like water now
I look to you with my needy brown eyes
wanton, as trickles of sweat race down my tailbone
meeting their destiny between my fleshy ass cheeks
pooling in the hot folds of my pussy
I lift myself off the bench to show you how I glisten
Then cross my legs again to savor the tease
It IS nice to meet you
Yes, I’m bad…I just needed to write something and this flowed. Summer, y’all. The sun has already started scorching my mind.