Do you remember
our summers
I replay it in my memory
vividly, you infatuating me
we sat and talked ourselves
into loving one another
on a tree with branches
twisting awkwardly
Somehow
we settled on it comfortably
just the two of us
for the weekend
overlooking the still lake
reflecting our bare feet
the restless clouds
and the warm gold sun
spotting the peaks
of the pine trees
whose scent filled our lungs
the sun would fall to the lake
and I would fall for you again
it happened every time
every tedious summer
every nervous weekend
for four years of our lives

Then just yesterday, years later
you tell me the flowers
we found by the lake
that you gave to me
with a gentle kiss
were poisonous
then I tell you
even if I knew
back then
I'd still
kiss
you

holding those fateful flowers
every summer, all over again