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August.

The scratchy wood beneath my thighs, My dangling feet invade the sky. Our thirsty skin soaks melting drops Of summer sunshine's afterthoughts. Midnight moonshine in your eyes, Reflections of the stars in mine. Whispers from your plastic chair, Words dissolved in velvet air. Tied in never ending knots- My tangled hair, and sleepy thoughts. Of childhood, and love, and God, Understood. One simple nod. A spoken word, a laid back smile- Care-free for just a little while. An orchestra of cricket bugs. My racing mind, your broken lungs. Sucking smoke through sunburned lips Summertime, tobacco drifts. Clouds of humid nicotine- hang and linger in-between. Secrets waste away our time That August night- Just you and I.
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