i try to lift my head up to stare at the sea
but even under this parasol
the sun melts me
so bring that ice lemonade filled glass to my cheek
i can’t watch you working on your tan
alone
on a beach towel
on the hot sand
when I’m melting
by the second
i can’t watch you do or be anything
when the very little heat seems to affect me the most all the time
and i want to lie right next to you
i do
but i just can’t right now
my time will come at some point
just not right now