[poetry] my heart is still in summer

my heart is still
in summer

i am already done
with winter, with
coverings and layers
and cold, cold

snow has nothing on
skirts swirling over
bare thighs, or shoved
carelessly up them
like banks

and i do not want to be wrapped
in anything but you.

(is it strange to say i am
almost jealous of winter,
for stealing the shivering
that should come from my
own hands, over your skin.)

Happy December first, loves!

(Originally posted here on my new Tumblr. ♥)


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