Sun

skin beneath is tearing through the shade. the tanned skin cells are flaking off screaming in pain, tearing their lungs apart as they fall off. as they detached, they died. nothing to fuel their purpose of living. weather has been pretty rough. two weeks since i went for a worthy swim. swimming takes my mind off much stuff & the only comfort i seek is to be under the sun. the warmth fuels the love i need, the heat i feel so secured in the support the water gives, the fatigue i need to pass my days & the repetitive movements allow me to wander off. somewhere. if ya dun mind a wobbly stomach, oversized chest & humongous thighs, sistas or dudes i welcome ya to join me every weekend at orchid country club. holla me.