Drinking Summer

A soda spark to carbonate the lips with lime sorbet in sweating silver bowls Upon the breeze the warmth of humid mint And suddenly the story has been told The summer dragging feet way past the tide with scorch of skin and wavy air in roads Mirages for the asphalt to confide which never knew the proper way to sleep the summer sun to molten metal drive And so the pool awaits the cooling leap And so the water pressure pillows ears too blue to swallow down in eyes to keep afloat with all the gossip that it hears The languid stretch of laying in the sun allowing winter thoughts to fall arrears And suddenly the moment has begun with soda sparks and frozen lemonade to grin and sip the summer hard and long~