It’s hot outside

With a gray sky

Cloudy, sweaty heat

Heavy-like

Left the front door open

So this weather

Could enter

The summer breeze comes.

Slow, like molasses

Or honey dripping down from a spoon held high

The Great Lover’s breath exhaling

Through the foyer…

The living room…

Moving

Undulating

Sticky, naughty heat

“Bad, bad weather,” she thinks

A little grin

Another bead of wetness

Slides down her skin

Dampness on top,

Within

Overcast July-ness hangs everywhere

Thick and delicious and naked