Sweet summertime, farewell

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August 15, 2012 by Kristen

you smell like sunscreen, lake, and cheap beer

nothing but sand in the pockets of your work jeans.

my messy ponytail and tendency to wander,

your country radio songs, the broken air conditioner.

slamming screen door, that ratty sweatshirt I borrowed,

windows down, three words that I swallowed.

travel a familiar back road

with bare feet on the dash

head full of dreaming,

the future replacing the past.

momentary reflections in sunglasses

stolen glances and penetrating smiles,

stained toes from the  freshly cut grass

soaked in sunshine, time in the hourglass

 

No definitions, 

no need to wonder.

What you are…

you are my summer. 

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