IT’S A CHERRY SUNBURN

It’s a cherry sunburn

With rays pouring down honey-soaked

The gravel underneath tastes of brown sugar

And the walls take on the inky purple of red cabbage swirls

Set up camp inside the smooth flesh of a coconut shell

Get in the harness and brave the pineapple ridges

Sweet milk ointment for chaffed hands

Dance on the outskirts and plunge centre in the cucumber mush