August leaves bathe

on the rain-soaked driveway-

fall preview...

old song stirs

memories of a summer

long ago-

a familiar ache resting

deep in my chest.

shopping for sunscreen,

an aisle filled with notebooks and

unsharpened pencils

catches my eye-

reality sets in.

feeling

warm sand between my toes-

memories slip through...

clear night sky

suddenly interrupted

by lightning-

flashes of your face now

replacing my quiet thoughts...

fingers

intertwine slowly-

no need for words...

waning moon
hangs low in the night sky-
I look on,
heavy-hearted, knowing
that soon he will be gone...

at last I hear

her steady, even breathing

in the dark-

crickets unaware

continue their lullabies...

his breath on my neck,

eyes close as lips waver-

anticipation...

watching darkness fall,

my spirit rises

with the full moon

soft haze

rests above the river
with my thoughts

distant fireworks
heard on the fifth of July-
afterthoughts...

July moon

plays hide and seek behind

the silver clouds

pink lemonade-
drinking in
the summer sunset

dying grass
begs the sky
for mercy

if soft moonlight
had a scent,
it would be yours

a summer half-gone
leaves me somber until
her popsicle grin
reminds me
of the half that lies ahead...

seven stars
pour thoughts of you into
my evening daydreams...