We were all small chimneys,
exhaling plumes of smoke from our lips
warm  euphoria asleep on the college lawn

I carved my name into the trees,
just so one day i might find it again
along with the memories

The sun was hot and bright,
it kissed  my face like bright red lipstick
moist air let me breath with
knowledge of each inhale
in and out my lungs have
never felt so heavy