summer fruits

monday 29th july 2002 @ 19:50

burning sun and a dress that reeks of summers past. my hair lightened in the brightness while my skin darkened. no interruptions to straighten my focus and hazy wanderings through open fields. just the melting of my thoughts onto paper to reflect on when clouds cover the sky. a night shift beckons and the thing i'm dreading most is wearing so many clothes. i adore the semi-nakedness of this heat. bodies like ripe fruit languid and full of promises they might not keep.