It’s like walking into a wall of heat,
getting off the boat.
Humid, hot and bothered.
Sit in the shade, iced water in hand,
cooler; chilled out like strawberries,
or a cat that had the cream.
Mark
Filed under: Poetry
SPAIN by Mark
Posted on February 18, 2010 by notshutup
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