it’s June
and even the shadows are sweating
sounds of heavy panting
as their grays steam off
shade looks for shade
vacancies on cloud flights
anywhere north
anywhere white
wet becomes essential
nonsexual gratification
completely drenched
in a feeling of blue
cover me in blue
white-icy blue
frost-drippy blues and whites
of distant Decembers
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| “The Dance” by Jaime Best ©️bestartstudios2018 |
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