seems like summertime.

We laid under that cotton candy
blue sky for hours,
a million humid seconds
of my life, hovering around
with nothing but your words
to make them important.

Life wheeled around us.
People went to work,
came home and made themselves
forget that tomorrow
they would do the same.
Green grass grew slowly.
The sweet air that whispered
against my skin
made itself to you
then moved on again.

Something happened there
to our friendship
and it was more
than just the wind’s sass.

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