Lost summer

A frying, dying yolk of sun winks at the waning eve, the runaway ocean breeze… surf rushing, gushing over under feet; memories savor washing, cleansing conscious sweet

Falling, motion slowing, backward hands reaching, grasping for the cool bathing crystal blue rolling and strolling out from the shoreline, sand in sand

Empty, now imaginary imprints beaches once filling, now fading footprints, the lost summer you were still a girl pure and passionate, I was developing into becoming a man

The gulls knew the secret of our lost summer place, obscuring dunes topped with pastel seas of the green grass, for no apparent sudden reason I glimpse the clouds that align revealing splendors of tender draped familiar face of a distancing past

Forever eyes, so very forever lost when gazing upon you and overwhelmed by your sweet and suckle taste, our souls intertwining within the four corners of our world the beach blanket redefining complexities of the here and now time and the you and I space

As we commandeer commanding the universe to cease for an another noon, seizing, kidnapping each hour from the keeper as we continue drowning into each other’s pools, surrendering to the longing, yearning, witnessing crowning glory beneath the dancing beams of the hazing maroons

Giggle dancing vanities around bonfires your funny fancies, hula skirt feigning moves with floras and flowers I had dedicated unto your chocolate tresses of hair, waltzing beside you my own flames circled about flickering ablaze upon your delicate and subtle grooves

Tracing, painting, the gentle touching your camberous and my muscular frame, creating endless, countless new ways of whispering, feelings, revealing our deepest, darkest secrets swallowing, consuming each other, dissolving all our pains

Offerings, submissions of stripping naked hearts, placing you upon a pedestal you leaping back down into my arms, crawling, unveiling myself within the inferno, you cocooning vulnerabilities exposing your wonders, endowments, captivation of your devoting arts

Your majestic soft smiles blowing kisses to my face , sun rising, the Aprils, the Mays, the Junes, sunset bowing with grace, silks and supple of my princess, my goddess one day soon vanishing an apparition over the twilight shimmering dunes

Exodus grandeur, an angel exiting from a scene, the years hiding you away oft in my dreams, hoping, praying, believing that another time another day, bumping into meet, finding each other again, a reunion of union, marrying in another lost summer retreat

The lost summer fog lifting, the misting ocean’s spray whisking returning a lost essence upon our sacred,consecrated domain, analogous subsiding tides, gulls fly off, sea grass evaporating, the shifting dunes our memoirs have all but eroded away

Memories, reminiscences of two naïve, innocent youthful hearts, and lost summers blissfully buried treasures, fondest here remain testimonies reigniting renaissance of other adolescent wildfires to spark