Summer/Passion

Long summer days
Sleepy in the afternoon
Of their season.
Hot and tight words
Languish when the sky is blue.

Clouds come out to dance
At night, under the stars.
My heart warms and bleeds,
I miss you.

The leaves are still dry
On the long grass - still green,
The green never dies here
It holds strong and true - like time.

Planes overhead
Tell the stories of
Passing action,
But passion is too strong
For days like these.