1.

Cicadas herald
the blur of a bicyclist.
Could it be–Rachel?!

2.

Tango of two tongues
slow dancing to summer’s song,
living life's meaning.

3.

Affectionately,
I massage her scars but feel
someone else’s wounds.

4.

Bodies intertwined,
Yin and Yang convince themselves
they are symmetric.

5.

I hardly messaged
without good reason, and yet
for her ‘twas too much.

6.

Cicadas trilling,
Rachel says to me “goodbye”--
followed by the bugs.