The sun hits me strong
With no compassion for my shy skin.
My winter shade resists and makes me
a late arrival from the moon.
In this childhood of summer,
My melanin grows.
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Summer heat
I retain my composure
While I slowly unfold
On the sand
And in the salty water.
35C
Not enough
Thermostable in the summer heat.
Plant me
Chlorophyll-rich are my holidays.
Below my body in the day
And in my hands in the night,
Grass and flowers empower my journey.
I am
Relaxing and breathing
The fresh green.
Holidays
Your pipettes are still smoking
And your notes on scrap paper
When the holidays arrive.
A feeling of incomplete and guilt descends
While you leave the long concrete corridor.
your mind rushes
to plan and refine elegant experiments
Not to waste time
While your bikini awaits you.
