She pulls her hair up off her
shoulders some of it falls loose as beads
of sweat run down her silky back.
drinks water from the hose and
the water runs out of her mouth
over her young breasts, cooling her in
the sultry heat of the afternoon.
not one curtain moved in the windows
as he watches her from across the street,
picturing himself close to her, sharing
that same hose as she drinks.
he was thirsty as all hell; he didn’t know
what needs he wanted quenched more.
she knew
he would be looking
like he did every afternoon, he had
an aching for that sweet thing, so juicy
he could taste her like a ripe plum.
between the both of them, they had the
best damn time trying to keep cool in this
summer heat and that made her laugh.
Yup they used to sneak off at night in
his new blue Chevy pickup truck, with a mattress
in the back, they were as tight as a rope, caught stars
with their eyes learning a new religion.
and one day they got into that pickup truck
never looked back. that was 40 some odd
years ago.
cant seem to get rid of that old pickup
truck though, he says with a smile,
"too many good memories, reminds me
of sweet plums in the Summer time".
Silver trophy winner
Adding your comment:
Lita
Sweet plums in the Summertime...
Great job! 
