I'm rolling in heat
Hot blankets and warm skin
Humid air through the crack
Between the window and the sill
Leaving beads of atmosphere
Over my naked skin
Mingling with salted wet pores
Saliva from your tongue
Melts into the moisture
In the curve of my neck
In the skin on my thighs
There are pools in the deep curve
Of my spine and hips
Sticky warmth under my breasts
Catches your moving fingers
Arresting them
A blessing/ a mercy/ a curse
To my burning liquid form.
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