Summer is Here

Summer is here.  Nakedness

hangs in the air. Bodies

bend, jiggle, bloom.

Intimate places offer their shyness

for a seashell. A wave

of skin

hides beneath a terry towel. Tummies,

covered in white

streaks of sunscreen (if nothing

else) beg for

oblivion.

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