words whirl
and seem to swirl
into the smoke
that twirls above us

each sentence
lite enough to fly
and float into the sky
flowing out of our mouths

you could ask me tomorrow
what you had said today
and I could not repeat it back
but I  could tell you in a way

I could say
how you made me feel
and that the moments were too real
in a sense surreal

you sat there
puff after puff
some how peeling
at my bluff

revealing
a piece of me
i forgot could even be

You do this thing
Where you look at the side of my face
Or some other random part of my flesh
When I am speaking

I know you are listening
And if I catch you
You look away sheepishly

At first
I thought you to be socially awkward
But then I became extremely self conscious
"Do I have a blemish?"

Then it occurred to me
That you were doing the same thing I always do
Taking a person in

You were memorizing every part of me
And branding it into your mind

And in this moment
You transformed in front of my eyes
And your insides seemed to spill out in front of me

I understood you
and accepted you
and you were beautifully ignorant
To all of this occurring right before you

And that made the realization all the more enchanting

we wake in a puddle of our own sweat
feet still stained black from the pavement
as the box fan in the window glares

you look at me hanging upside down
off of the top bunk
and I laugh
thinking of a human race made of people with upside down faces

you and I go into the bathroom
and put the water on
pretending to brush our teeth
all the while climbing up the door frame
in a competition to see who can reach the highest point

we finally rush out the back door
the sun kisses our freckled noses
and streaked blonde hair
mom say's we are summer babies

these are the days we live for
and they are the ones that seem to last the longest
we talk about how lucky we are
to be born of the best season of all