you remind me of summer... Of the heat against my skin... Stifling hotness... The overwhelming sense of losing my breath... When I'm with you I can't breathe... I don't think about what we do... When you're gone there  are so many questions...I want to call but I can't... So many rules... Why can't we just be? Be who we are? and its summer and I think of you... And I miss you in the heat of the summer... its raining and I want to lay in bed all day with you but I never will...instead just snippets of you... And as I looked out over the woods I wait for you to arrive... To tell you all about my day and my week and maybe my month, depending on the frequency....heat lightning streaks across the sky but you won't see it...

E.J.M.