i associate you with summer

gold sunshine afternoon

falling through the sky

like a bouncy ball released from

a child's small hand.

except it never seems to bounce

back up.

revel in the last seconds of day,

wait for the clock to run out.

tick tock

meet me under the

spider silk stars.

the spot under the tree where

you can hear the lake crash

against the wearable shore.

listen to it slowly

fall away.

maybe its not a

gold sunshine afternoon anymore

but its a

full moon night

and darling i-

i associate you with summer

so dont forget your redhot hands

and please dont forget me.