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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lynn
oh wow this is a beautiful poem!!!!
*BOOKAMRKED*
amber lynn
2006-05-03