Summer breezes speak of puppy love,
boys on skateboards and innocent kisses.
Well meaning lies that drip from lips
like bodies on docks,
firm breasts and cherry chapstick…
Laying in grass, holding hands
counting clouds and freckles; skin constellations
Lemonheads and hair brushed behind ears by a fingertip
the first indications of ancient secrets to be discovered
pupil dilation and shivers of longing…
Wind ravaged hair from the back of a motorcycle
in the cool crisp musk of late night,
Camel filters and Dr. Pepper
your incoherent sleepy whispers
and promise.
