I leaped into summer!
\nI wanted the sun.
\nThe stroke of heat.
\nThe clear leaded glass of the sky.
\nSummer with a thin shirt.
\nShoes stained green by grass.
\nLassitude of the hot afternoons.
\nEverywhere wide open doors.
\nWindows up.
\nNight a sultry sex.
\nThe damp shadows
\nhovering in open caves
\nunder the trees.<\/p>\n
I can\u2019t sing enough of my villa
\non the shore of blue sky,
\npuffy clouds,
\ndiffident haze in the afternoon.
\nThen the dampening of heat,
\nhumidity,
\na glass of ice.
\nIntoxication of the senses.
\nRemorse to wake.
\nA pornographic image of
\nsnow outside.
\nSweat under the arms.
\nMosquito bites,
\nthen longing to walk in
\nthe cool air.<\/p>\n
Summer, a dog with long tail
\nwanting me to pet it
\nonce too often.
\nGo away, I sighed.
\nI am depressed.
\nBored.
\nOvercome with malaise.
\nAn hour too long in bed.
\nA longing for autumn
\nand something warm,
\na cup of tea in hand,
\naffair with summer over.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I leaped into summer! I wanted the sun. The stroke of heat. The clear leaded glass of the sky. Summer with a thin shirt. Shoes…<\/p>\n