too many hot things,
need water and ice,
grass trees birds and bees,
no surprises thanks,
just leave me be.
Where do all the good times go?
Summer hasn't been like this since...
good weather for english festivals,
sitting on the grass, outside,
with each other, being.
Music in my ears,
salt water in my nose and eyes,
no surprises please,
just leave me be.
Water and air smell sweet,
i have sand in my hair,
and under my feet.
A river flows by my seat,
and under my chair,
Carrying my cares to wherever.
© Cosmic 2010
