Saturday, December 18, 2010

Missing Summer

The warm night
balmy - moist
on my skin
feels like. . .
you breathing
on my neck again.

The warm night
sweet - freash
fragrance in the air
I turn - breath in
feels like . . .
you are everywhere.

The warm night
enveloping darkness
holds me close
feels like. . .
your arms around me,
like you never let go.

The warm night
fleeting - fast
I try to hold on
feels like. . .
its not just Summer
but with daybreak
the feeling fades.

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