summer nights

dancing caricatures on the wall. a cold beer on the terrace. sculptured letters on the floor. the moonlight is like laser in our eyes. summer nights. too hot to cuddle, too hot not to. a small speaker that produces loud sounds. low battery. meeting of the eyes. a light breeze caresses the unruly hair. pricky skin. cold beer is over. fading sounds, as if coming from afar. it’s black or white. maybe red. the light coming from the street lights. dancing caricatures on the wall. they fall. breathless. careless.

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