It’s just that everything seems to be going right and Spring is turning that imaginary last bend into Summer, delivering a weightlessness borne to life.……
it’s you again,
here we are upon a summer’s ledge
warm and embracing life,
as if borne with the morning dew.
a place where the sun shines at its highest,
like eternal midday perfections of cool juice
amongst sundrenched bodies,
haven’s for everything that goes our way.
It’s been awhile, but once embedded you’re bright,
light of foot and eager to live,
it’s here you own my life
and breathe my most favourite days…
©Nick Hawkins, all poetry rights reserved 16/05/13.