Waves lash the ground
leaving it suffocate,
like a murderer.

Fresh , green grass
tickles my legs,
like a spider crawling up and down your body.

Ice cream melts
as the sun shines down,
l leaves you hot like a radiator.

BBQ burning
sizzling silently,
like sparks of a lighter.

Sand castles
shoot out,
like buoys on land.

Sweat drips down your face
and makes you hot,
like metal after sun shines on it.

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