Sunlight reflects off of the water, clear as glass
A leaf slowly descends and the ripples move away.
When summer stars and bright bugs emerge I lay on grass,
life curls around me, around my fingers it will stay...
for now.

In the blistering boiling scalding steaming heat,
Everything is so slow...I feel only half-alive.
but this summer sweat has never tasted so sweet,
into this season, without looking back, I dive.