By Hunter Winfrey
Copyright ©2024
We closed the bar that night. We snuck out
the best we could
hopped into my car and drove
the five minutes to your cousin’s apartment.
The night was hot;
an awful humidity lingered from
the rain the day before and glued itself to our skin.
Once we parked I leaned over the seat.
We kissed for an eternity.
Then we walked hand in hand
past doors to unknown people and
rounded corners in the dark.
The bright blue glow of the swimming pool
was marked by dark contours of a fence
wrapping the scene like a black leather belt
around a naked waist.
We stripped to our underwear and got in.
one thought kept ringing in my head:
this is perfect.
We moved with a warm telepathic instinct
to an aquatic choreography
performing for the cheering cicadas
in the trees hanging over us
and likewise
lured the mosquitoes.
We kissed for another eternity.
I pulled your breasts from your bra
that they hung
and floated freely
on the surface of the water.
You wrapped your legs around my hips;
you were lighter than a kitten. I slid
the crotch of your thong over
and we started a new eternity.
We kissed until my two-day beard
rubbed your chin to the bone. We went
deeper and deeper
into each other until
I became you and you became me
and the mosquitoes sucked our faces dry.
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