Memory of Summer

Silent mornings...bright crystal light filtered lukewarm and pale through long white stratus veils gliding through an ancient void of neon blue To our naked eyes...its chemicals mix unseen confined to our sight's simple color scheme On an endless road far from home my destination unknown tanned by solar glare , my skin glistened in the humid air passing flowerfield gardens sweet their reap my secret keep tasting fruit ripe and bruised tasting...raspberry dew Walking barefoot through tall blue grass Crossing white coal stone paths to white sand beaches covered with glistening particles of glass Oceanshore...intides turned sand tender as clay sunlight burning...yearning relief I found shade beneath white cedars Maple leaves,their colorful expanse cool and pleasant filtered solar incandescence I nestled on blankets of paper leaves and slept until eve No summer forgotten,past winters...I can't remember Skyward gaze, the skies bright yet its still night and I'm miles from home in the distance dark overcast and thunder Yearning tomorrow morning...the memories of summer