2020

Swimwear

The grass is dry, a certain siesta in the heat,
the trees are snoring -
the pool nearby awake and refreshing,
summer is brushing it`s shiny teeth.

In the shower the swimwear falls down,
an explosion of color on the dull grey floor.
He grabs it, 
squeezing the water off it,
naked with the cosmic pattern in his hands.

Words: Emmanuel Ramos
Models: Florentino Mori & Stephan Jäger