The sun beams down on me.
It touches my brown hair,
and turns red.
I could feel the heat on my naked shoulders
arms,
and legs.
Sweat builds up on my forehead,
upper lip,
and chest.
Pure torture.

Drinking ice cold lemonade.
Wincing, I bite my lip,
the ice tickled my tooth.

I drink.
I sigh.

When will it end?