Summer’s Promise

The days are long, and drag
with broad clouds above,

heavy dreams that scrape
across treetops and the hills.

Desire hangs in the damp air,
thick with future tears,

rising waves of heat and
firm curves on the ground.

Flowers burst from dark earth
like moments, pregnant

with summer’s promise.

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