Summer Lovers
Jun 6, 2021
A Poem
The damp wispy grass tickles my ankles
With every step, your hand gently holds mine
The dark sky, stars twinkling bright
Crickets chirping fills the sweet summer air tonight
Lifting my hand up to touch your face
I embrace you tightly, never wanting to leave this place
I breathe you in
You smell of cedar, sweat, and musk
A soft breeze dances through the tall trees
There’s no better home for me, than in your arms
