Wednesday, July 3, 2013

freckled remembrance

Goosepimple shiver
Huddle shuffle close
You know in summer
how skin turns goldencrisp
and you stay out late just to feel
your shoulder cool
against your cheek.  I think we did that. 

Afraid of ambersinged souls, we sat until sunset passed
and our outsides no longer exceeded core temperature
Side by side until on cool shoulders
and your top lip
only freckles remembered.

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