Wet and slimy is my skin
Water ooze like goosebumps on my chin;
Just like a glass of cold water
So much water on my body;
But not one drop to drink
My thought is dry i need a drink
The feeling of salt on my mouth
I just wish to be without cloth
The heat as gotten to my head;
It seems to ring like a bell
The steams on me drop like beads
The weather is hot as hell.
(17th dec 2016)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem