warm, thick

sweaty thighs
pressing against
wet shorts

sitting in
her backyard
fresh mown grass

the week spent
sneaking glances
of her body

white cotton shirt
clinging to
hard perky nipples

long auburn hair
braided and wet
against her back

she would hop
over the sprinkler
young chest bouncing

out of breath
drinking lemonade
and eating carrots

her eyes piercing
into my nervous
emerging libido

we sat on the
redwood bench
awkwardly talking

i loved her
she tolerated me
we were hormonal