Cerulean Summers

walking barefoot on the rocky hill
and tumbling into a pond fully clothed
is the memories that I wish I could have

(that of brief kisses
behind the ice cream stand
and sand between our toes)

you laugh
but you are not here

lone trees and windy waters
(muddy waters)
I name our colour Caelum (for sky)
for it is blue as my heart

and I breathe
with the breaths
of the Cerulean Summers;

it will rain

(in a minute or two).

Poetry by muddy waters
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Written on 2006-05-03 at 15:59

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oh wow this is a beautiful poem!!!!
amber lynn