Rays shine
warm breath on my neck
golden light in my hair

Here comes the sun

Catapulting life into overdrive
while smiles glance off
rain dropped tulip petals
and the outside of my spoon
scooping red delicious
watermelon dripping from

My fingers
My lips
sweet sticky
like baklava
or my mom
when I leave home
affection caressing our
words and tears

Honey filling our eyes
as we look back
once more
to see if the other
is smiling or crying
or both

Summers remind me
of transition
coming home
going home

So many homes