A Fresh Breath

Summer can’t wait for I When the dusk Carries the sun Past it’s bedtime. When teenage angst Causes midnight walks And the crisp air Brings the sweaters out. We use them To hide To cover our faces But what do we have To be ashamed of? Our colours? Or the way They glow in the darkness? The atmosphere It snaps At our faces Like the angry parents Who call us rebellious. In times like these We are all in one Or one in all. Together for an instant In the night. A fresh of breath air One that Walks Talks Breathes Just like the rest of us She is on her own On a night like this. But she breathes In And remains the same Like she was Perfect All along. Like she knows Herself As well as we do Like she is Who she is supposed to be No fooling around. I stare at her When she stares back at me The reflection On the store window Distorted from the night sky. We are one in all And one in the same She is me I have her name.