As we reach the peak of summer
And the index swelters
Our skin wet
Dripping in sweat
We curse the sun
And pray for the night
We long for the days
Overcast and grey
When the trees pallor
And their leaves scatter
The satisfying
Crunch
Crunch
Crunch
And walks through the park
Sidewalks mimic the sunset light
Suddenly our lives are painted
Orange, yellow, red
I'll mutter
"I'd like to see autumn in New York some day
Evening coffee with you in a café"
Pedestrians strolling by
New jackets in polyester, cotton, and wool
Darker denim and
Show off the boots
In the summer months
In the southern states we long for
We pray for
We wait for
A breezy chill
And time to ****
With the ones we love
As night falls
And the stars rise
The air is stained with smoke
Fires are stoked
The fireplace tokes
Take my July
Give me October
Summer is plain
Autumn is for lovers