Wherever we are IS a gay beach


The fan pushes hot air
The cup is full of melted ice
Open windows let bugs in
They bother & they bite
I've been thinking
What about the beach?

Another red hot flash
In a minute it'll pass
Soaked in sweat
Stuck to my skin-tight Tshirt
I've been thinking
What about the beach?

You insist it's too far
You can't go but want to 
I'm going anyway without you 
I'll post pictures
I'll write missing-you poems
I've been thinking
Does the river have a beach?

Can you get away a few hours?
To kiss me near a rapids
Swimming hole for skinny-dipping
Oak tree for shade
Wine to loosen up 
Bikini bottoms & tops

Wherever we are IS a gay beach
I've been thinking
What about Romance on the River?
We planned it & missed it last summer 
Is there a sandy spot on the shore?
Secret spot for lovers to adore?

I've been thinking
What about the cool river?
Sandy secret spot for lovers
Wherever we are IS a gay beach
Wine to loosen up
Bikini bottoms & tops.

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