I miss how the protective warmth forces my muscles to relax
the cool bitter beer tastes sweeter on my yearning red lips
As my eyes have become a minimal size, a forcing squint from the demanding shine
How the earth welcomes me to lie with it side by side
How the long green strands tickle my freckly skin
the calm of a welcoming outside, inviting me stay and play for a while
I miss the openness of the colours hovering in the haze of heat
How it reminds me that I am part of this overwhelming world
And how nature is my version of a God

I do not miss the way in which the colours fade to leave a shade and it leaves without so much as a nod