November 18, 2017

Come to me, sweet sticky happiness

In the form of balmy Southern nights,

Unbearable if not for lazy dips In the lake,

A refreshing mint kiss.

Come to me, rushing freedom

In still water, a shining reflective mirror,

Embedded diamonds glittering

in the iridescent sunlight.

Sky, like doors flung open, limitless.

Where I let the light breeze dance,

Running it’s cool fingers

through my hair.

I savor these moments

When summer drips into autumn

And touches everything with


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