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6:10 PM flashesofgold 0 Comments

Although I'm really a Fall kind of girl, I really miss the lazy warmth of summer sometimes.
I'm a day late so this is written in kind of a hurry, but I'd say writing 15 poems in one month is a feat in itself, right?
I've tried to emphasize the sudden transition that comes with the end of summer, and how everything slows down for the last few weeks before you realize you have to go back to real life. Enjoy!

the clouds cut crisp by the sun
dandelion seeds weaving in and out of air
the waves eating and spitting back out
the tail ends of chopped grass
running inhaling and rough exhaling
sugary remnants of ice cream on sticky fingers
the sun temporarily shaded by the clouds
the breeze playing peekaboo with skirts
lonely hearts pacified by a bonfire
emotional release of fireworks
the tender hug of two warm hands
swirling the air with hand outstretched in a car
the feeling of parting with the sun for a while
the feeling of heaviness in the uncertainty to come
the feeling of lying on sand trying to memorize every smell, taste, sight
the feeling of sleeping while the music drifts in and out and lulls until there is a feeling of
                                                                                                Summer.