bumblebees
hum hymns in the after glow of Mays weather
mid -July caught up
now starts the warmer weather
cooling off with homemade concoctions
vowes been pledged
secrets being started
wrapt up in a honey comb
of youthful logic
fairytale
September always tying to grap ahold on me
yet my days
are dreams
of sun tan limbs on a sandy beaches
I learned that year salt water makes my hair dry
we never meant to get caught up in mid-July

Smell that suntan lotion, it stains my skin
just like a favorite perfum It lingers in my bed
bare toes still sting from the feeeeeeeeeeeel of hot sand
the rhythm of my heart racing at the thought
just like a song
it humms in my brain
Mmm mmmm just swarming bees
then September comes just like a sting

your lips tasted like all my summers squeezed into one
just like a song my heart increases the drum
Mmmm mmmm swarming of bees
then the sting

how can I reach back?
To mid-July
Cooling off in the water when the day was another scorcher
suntan kissesonly meant for one another
does saltwater still makes my hair feel dry
I never meant to leave you
never meant to get caught up in
mid-July
June came then so did goodbyes in August
September got ahold of me couldn’t shake its clutches
the thought still
lingers
the thoughts
makes my eyes cry
I’ll never forget you
would reather
be with you
or remember… remember that time in the summer
mid-July