Heavy heat
clawing at your skin.
Breeze of tickling wind,
breathe in.
Taste of sweat
and lemon juice
trickles down your throat.
Dry mouth and heavy eyes,
breathe out
in summer.
YOU ARE READING
Unchained mind
PoetrySimple poems written with a free and unchained mind. {Timeline} Date of publication: March 2020 Date of completion: August
