this was what meteorologist feared
heatwaves , dry mouths and people passing out
sweating , non - stop complaining and breezy evenings
warm nights , sex in dim lights , beside the grass
balcony's or skinny dips in neighbors pools
every action can be commandeered by our summertide
the captain told us to get undress and get wild
i dont even understand what im trying to explain
maybe because at the moment my sweater is itching my skin
summer's is calmly leaving me like an angry flame igniting on a fire
she had enough of getting 1st degree burns where it really hurts
her skin is still as soft as plush
but the lustful effects of always being erect are starting to bore her horizon
young man scared of commitment cant get a chick whos ready to start a family
he cant tell her to go away because everyday he wishes for her to stay
how unfortunate for her to have this abnormal adventure with a sexual vulture
always sky high circling the air all day and all night only comes down to feast
feast on the exquisite taste of her lips
nope it doesnt taste like meat but flesh from a goddess
is my inner cannibalism coming out while im writing ?
or probably its the impact of downloading Hannibal Lecter movies before rolling
and wishing that she comes back soon because im hungry for her physique
why do you hurt me so much when i lust your brains and body parts ?
kiss me soon hopefully before noon thats where the sun is at is highest
as the last days of summer are going to manifest themselves
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