Summer. Sun. Desire.
Since when has the sun felt so... intense?
I'm sitting here, letting the warmth run over my skin, and I quickly realize that it's not just the sun that's occupying me right now.
It's more like this feeling underneath.
This slow tingling.
These thoughts that simply don't want to behave properly anymore.
I play absent-mindedly with my f****rs, stroke over my skin, linger a moment too long on the spots where it feels especially good... and have to grin.
Honestly?
I'd love to have someone notice that right now.
Someone who comes closer without asking.
Someone who understands that it's not about words right now.
This game of closeness, glances, and just the right measure of 'too much'.
I lean back, close my eyes for a moment, and imagine what it would be like if someone were sitting next to me right now... a little too close at just the right moment.
And I know pretty exactly:
I wouldn't push him away.
Maybe I should just stay in the sun a bit longer today.
Or... write to someone who knows how to end a moment like this.
And the pool?
That wouldn't be a bad idea either.