Morning

It’s humid and close

and I can feel the rain is nearby

and I think of the tattoos

And the tanned arms

and skin

and how much I love the ink

on the arms on the

Sun kissed skin

on the calves

and I wonder if I got

Dengue now from the mosquito bites

from yesterday

Feeling warm

Feverish

I wonder if we’ll

ever become friends

The desire and I