The scent of a summer long ago
Wafts through my open window
Pretzel-legged on the blacktop driveway
A bit past midnight on my eighteenth birthday
The sour taste of a grape Black and Mild
Sits on my tongue
White stars in a black sky
Engulfed by the feel of it all
May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 12:16 AM UTC
The scent of a summer long ago
Wafts through my open window
Pretzel-legged on the blacktop driveway
A bit past midnight on my eighteenth birthday
The sour taste of a grape Black and Mild
Sits on my tongue
White stars in a black sky
Engulfed by the feel of it all
