Summer is like a full moon.
June 9, 2008
What happens when the temperature raises that makes us all a little more audacious and unbound by our individual realities in life?
Could it be that the air smells like sugar? That the breeze stirs up sounds of city, long forgotten in the dead of winter? That our taste buds are awakened with the pleasure of eating fresh food from the earth? Or that the sun feels like a gentle message every time it touches our pasty skin?
Perhaps summertime arouses our senses in a way that can satisfy even the most resilient traces of discontentment inside⦠leaving us all a little more at peace within ourselves.
AMEN TO THAT!!! I’m LOVIN’ this weather! It’s hot (beyond hot, really) and sticky, sticky, sticky, but I don’t mind in the least right now. Just wish my skin wasn’t so pasty.
what a poet you are. Beautifully written.