The sweet flavor
Bursts in my mouth
As the sticky juice
Runs down my chin
And falls on my lap
Oh the clothes
That have been stained forever
By the chaotic season
That is summer
My feet burn as they slide
Along the grainy earth
And they shiver as the water
Laps at my toes
My bathing suit leaves
Pale lines across my skin
In contrast
To the burning red
That sears my back
The umbrella flutters in the breeze
And the blanket
Weighed down by bags
Yearns to fly away
And be free
The tiny pieces of rock
Clump in shapes
Moldable
Expendable
Millions and billions
Flying through the air
Burrowing
Into sandals
And shirts
And swimsuits
And everything
They can form
Castles
Or pits
Or cottages
They can make treats
Rolls
And eclairs
And truffles
Then they collapse and wash away
Leaving endless straights
Full of tiny grains
Gardens blossom
And fade
Violets and lilies
Turning brown and cracked
Edges curling with heat
Bees chatter and buzz
Collecting and conversing
Bushes full of activity
The air hangs heavy
With beads of water
Love grows wide
Opening
Unfurling
Stretching its wings
To touch the sky
Watch it fly overhead
Listen to its sweet cry
Dancing through your ears
You cannot help but listen
Clutch your loved ones closer
And enjoy the beauty
Of the feathers
That adorn the bird of love
Friendship, too
Swells in the heat
Children walk
Hand in hand
A mouthful shared by two
Laughs fill the sky
They flit through the breeze
Following
The soaring creature
Of passion
Bumps rise
On my legs and arms
Begging to be relieved
I try to resist
But in the end
Who can fight pleasure?
The mosquito flies
Unseen
A trickster
Laughing at us fools
Time flows sluggishly
Churning and
Rewinding
Chugging along
Day
After day
Hour
After hour
Minute
After minute
Second
After second
The next year looms
Above it all
Exciting
Yet Menacing
Sometimes forgotten
Pushed away
In an effort to enjoy
The little time you have
Futile,
Even though the time
Ticks by
So
Very
Slowly
The day will come
When you must return
To work and hardship
And months
Of relaxation
And rehabilitation
Will come to an end