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Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Summer Love

You were my summer angel
Your eyes, how they shone
Just last night we were talking about
How much our love had grown.
–Carly Simon

He calls her “flower fairy,”
She laughs
But with him she is,
Sitting perched, awaiting, wings humming —
The sting of wanting, spark and tingle on rounded enchanted skin
The flow of nectar
Pink and radiant
The buzz around them, heavy, warm, and close
Summertime, though late
Still happy.
–me

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1 comment

Somehow, I hear this poem when I see that pic of Nat on the beach from your July 3rd post.(I am tickled at the notion of the two having so very little to do with one another…or don’t they?) I have so much to share with you. As soon as I can find a way to email you from my yahoo account, I will do so. -Tina, a mother of two..the older, 7 year old having autism (Thank you for writing the book!)

— added by mrs. gilb on Thursday, July 13, 2006 at 12:18 am