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Dec 2011
Summer was

warm, fluid breezes on tan skin,

laughter, and water, and blue sky

over us.


Summer was

fierce sun

blocked by shades,

heating half-dressed flesh

to perfection.


Summer was

grilled burgers & brats,

and a cold Coke,

with potato salad

on the side.


Summer was

soft evening air,

with the first stirring of mosquitoes

as we slapped and scratched,

and wandered home in the dark,

.....satisfied.
Christine
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