It seems so ridiculous now,
Skip-tripping through town in short summer dresses,
Sunglasses tipped to tease
The thirty-something teen ego swelling
You remember the sweat,
Hair much blonder in summer,
Slick as the latest strawberry gloss
Below your gentleman's belt.
I stretch to strengthen my nest.
Upstairs a flash of heels,
A timely spring,
Creaking less fragile than that of my bones
We feel the heat rise.