The afternoon is exhaustingly hot again.
The refreshing mood is: The Killers “Bones“.
Don’t you wanna come with me?
Don’t you wanna feel my bones on your bones?
It’s only natural.
Don’t you wanna swim with me?
Don’t you wanna feel my skin on your skin?
It’s only natural.
Oh, sweet boy. I would come and swim with you.
First published in the Levinarium Telegram Channel (now closed and deleted)