flashes

 

fire

works

in your favor

 

looking to the sky

you twist above me

dress ripple the wind,

 

bare neck

our fingers clasp

the

slow corroding melt

of pulling you down to the blanket,

into my absorb.

 

your tint contrasts

my cold hands, white as palms,

so rough absorb your

tan thighs, warming blankets of down,

the pillow slips,

under hips and elbows hair rest,

 

 

until he returns

with shells in held high, smiling

the wave triumphant,

and we make pretend,

this public beach,

could hide,

our love.

 

a trick of the eye,

in firework

 

flash.