Cool enough to sleep with the sliding door cracked

 

Sung to slumber by the crickets

Vibrating lullaby

 

Second story apartment

The balcony isn’t too high

 

The screen doesn’t lock

What if someone scales it

Catches me by surprise

 

Its inherently more dangerous

To carry womanhood between your thighs

 

Tonight I’ll let the wind kiss my face

And hope I live to see the sunrise