Heat

On summer days,
head-struck by heat, we melted,
merged, legs dripping over hammock.

Dazed, we watched
parched earth doused
with hose.

On summer nights,
heat-struck by loving, melded,
dared to dream beyond the mattress edge.

Published in Hearing Voices issue 3 May/June 2011

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