i miss the sunshine;
the colour of my legs
as i laugh at them
in my shorts too short

the long days that never end
that you wish would
and the heat that keeps us awake at night
forcing us to talk
in bed
and get to know each-other
and fall in love

the all-night drinking
the music
the laughter
the hope and promise
of something magical

i miss the hot stickiness
of the sweltering heat
that i curse from the shade
with a book and a beer,
longing for winter
while admiring the beauty
that comes with the blaze