eastern sun drips wet
humidity in August
lingering at night
Tag Archives: Hot
Poem: Sweltering
Day
Breaks
On sand
Suntan skin
Darkening in sun
Sweltering in sweat for pleasure
Poem: Coffee in Spring
Coffee in spring is a matter of timing
Early in the morning black
Where smokey tendrils draw wisps
Dancing in the air between us
As we share our dreams
From the night before
Poem: Coffee Dream
Hot and steamy
Rising form the black depths
The vapor roils and curls
Like the curve of your lip