Kids are blowing bubbles in their lawn,
Sleepy hair—all messy— with pajamas on.
Yellow dandelions turn to grey.
They make wishes out of childs’ play.
As their seeds and pollen float away,
The sun is kissing freckles, tans, and burns.
Leaves are dressing trees, and flowers turn.
But suddenly it’s super, super hot.
Plants are drying out; their roots rot.
Firm plastic is so mushy that it’s bending.
Global warming is no longer impending.
Politicians and corporations act estranged
They pretend the climate hasn’t changed.
After all, why would they even care?
They won’t even live through the big scare.
Everyone and everything is melting.
The heat is excruciating and sweltering.

my melted minutes
searing sunshine sultry stares
torrid tropic tease

I watch her
climb of top

As she mounts me
I slowly fill her up
she rides me
I love the way she bucks

My explosion starts to erupt
Her body quakin
An eruption exploding
my hot lava seeping in
as it over runneth her cup

I want to kiss her lips
Then lick around
her mound
Tastefully

A mouthful of her juices
It’s the only thing
That will settle me down
Truthfully

She loves tasting herself
I love tasting her too
The only thing better than her taste
Is enjoying the view

Sitting here,
wishing she
were here,

In this chair-
on my lap,
straddling me.

Choker on,
wearing a skirt;
pink lace thong
Hair combed long
no shirt on
tats; jet black lace her back

Gently kissing her neck,
she slowly lick her lips,
But, the rest is
all mine...

Her soft skin
rubbing against mine
goosebumps run up her hand
then scatter through her spine

Thin *******
turning me on
intensely
I need her energy
immensely
Her senses
sense me
her scent
attracts me

The rough material of my jeans
Rubbing against her ****
Buckles your knees
I can feel it
The more I move
the tighter she squeezes it

the stare in her eyes
is her invitation
to my demise;
I have
arrived.

Moaning
as she grinds,
absorbing all her vibes
rubbing herself against my thighs-
Leaving her wetness as my prize