mon.soon?

it's so hot and humid and sweaty. i can't wait for the rains. 

so now, do this, 

without words

with your language

with your eyes

into the sunrise

into you

undivided

furiously

again

till i bite my lip

on a hot night

so i'm eager

when i'm quiet

on the cold floor

without your socks

with poetry

and music

standing

till it hurts
till my eyes shut

with your lips

without smiling