Moving in close,
His hair smells like wind and storms.
His skin feels like life.
Winter, spring, summer, fall
Bloom at once with a touch.
A smile.
Submerged in the song of our
Heartbeats.
Unison.
Harmony.
Strum;
A new tune begun.
Jan9
Tag Archives: summer
Jun29
Aloud
Mountain summer night.
Watching the stars wink in and out of sight.
The breeze
Brushes a wisp
Of my hair into my mouth
And I throw my head back
Laughing aloud
At the illusions.
Jun1
Stir
Summer light swirling in your eyes;
Translucent.
Entrancing.
You look up,
Grin at me and continue reading aloud.
Your voice like music
Stirring an uncontrolled symphony of feelings In my belly;
Ecstatic thoughts in my mind.
And the breeze caresses skin.
The birds sing
And we are lost once again
In a place only we know.
Sep24
Sneak Out
Let’s sneak out after midnight.
Meet me down the road.
We’ll go running through the field.
Nobody will know.
Bring your father’s bourbon
And a radio too.
We’ll listen to some music,
Maybe dance a song or two.
I’ll bring us a blanket
And wear my yellow dress.
The one I wore last summer,
The one you like best.
We’ll lay down with each other,
Not breathe a single word.
Because we know what our hearts are saying,
Nothing that can be heard.
We’ll count the stars to a million.
We’ll laugh until we cry.
We’ll hold each others hands,
Watch the lightening bugs make fire in the
Sky.
And I can’t wait to see you.
Can’t wait to breathe you in.
Can’t wait to see your laughing eyes
And do it all again.
*originally published November 2015 @choleintodiamonds*
Jan14
Summer Dreams
Summer dreams.
I think of them as my
Feet
Step on and crunch
The crispy leaves that have fallen on this path
Before me.
The lucky ones fall to the forest floor
Where no human
Makes their way.
The lucky ones;
Reabsorbed into the
Dirt.
.
I will tuck those dreams in for the winter,
To sleep now
And reawaken them in spring;
Though maybe they will have changed by then.
We might not know each other anymore,
These summer dreams and I.
Oct5
Leave Them
People always try to make you choose.
Trying to figure you out.
Do you like cats or dogs,
Lakes or the ocean?
Mountains or deserts?
Sunrise or sunset,
Rain or sunshine?
Spring, summer, fall or winter?
You can like it all you know.
You do not have to choose.
Leave them confused.
Sep19
Summer Ran
Crunchy leaves
brown, orange, yellow
Under my feet.
I
try to step lightly
But
It is no use.
The bench is empty,
Waiting for my company.
The swing set too
Swings so lonely.
Rusty bolts add color to the gray.
The schoolchildren
Are tending to books
Now.
I am trying to count the clouds
But
They join into one and block the sun.
Summer;
Summer
Ran away.
Jun8
The Dock
The boat is easing up to the dock.
My friend you have returned
And tears fill my eyes.
Alas the reflection of the summer sun
Upon the water stings my eyes
As I frantically search for you.
My heartstrings play your name as my feet
Carry me to you.
Arms and legs no longer heavy.
Heartbeats fall into sync.
Our smiles speak of perfect happiness.
Bliss unspoken.
And there upon the dock we are home.
Nov20
Sneak Out
Let’s sneak out after midnight.
Meet me down the road.
We’ll go running through the field.
Nobody will know.
Bring your father’s bourbon
And a radio too.
We’ll listen to some music.
Maybe dance a song or two.
I’ll bring us a blanket
And wear my yellow dress.
The one I wore last summer.
The one you like best.
We’ll lay down with each other.
Not breathe a single word.
Because we know what our hearts are saying.
Nothing that can be heard.
We’ll count the stars to a million.
We’ll laugh until we cry.
We’ll hold each others hands.
Watch the lightening bugs make fire in the
Sky.
And I can’t wait to see you.
Can’t wait to breathe you in.
Can’t wait to see your laughing eyes
And do it all again.
Sep26
Summer is Done
I open the window with anticipation.
There I hear the birds last summer song,
For summer is done.
Crisp autumn air wafts into the room
Sweeping away with it
Summer’s dust which has settled in the nooks
And crannies,
Yet
Not on open books.
My mind is filled with wondrous thoughts of
Falling leaves and cooler mornings to come.
I look to my garden for one last flower
To which
I find none.
Chole Into Diamonds 