Poetry

The Stranger

Water ripples down the hot sidewalk
Sizzling in the summer heat
It reminds me of the sweat snaking your spine
As you looked into my eyes
Told me you loved me
The lightheadedness I feel from the sun
Is comparable to my climax in your arms
I must be sated
Where is the water?
Where are you?
Sun be damned
Damn you, too
I’ll sit under this tree
Befriend shade and shadow
When you’re done basking in the heat
Wearing a hat to hide your eyes
And the lies you told me
I’ll be here in the dark

I know what you look like
When the sun doesn’t make you sparkle

I know you

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