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sweat and sunscreen

by @mark-john-junor-1

i love that sound a wind walks by and stirs the trees that rushing breathing sound the leaves make as the branches are swayed in the wind i love the many voices of daylight a lawnmower and childrens laughter birds chattering a small plane boiling overhead pulling a sign for some event i love the sound of summer i love its taste ice cold soda when your sitting on hot pavement the texture of a overcooked hotdog at a ballpark i love the taste of your lips while you are sunbathing sweat and sunscreen are an erotic mix i love how summer tastes to my mind it feels young it tastes free i reach up with incredible grace snatch the contrail from that jetliner far overhead and tie it into a ribbon for your hair there you go my lovely you are a young french princess of the world i love your taste most of all you taste like love to me
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May 15, 2014
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