THE SCENT OF SUMMER IS LIGHT ON THE CANYON.
LIGHTER THERE THAN HERE, SOFTER HERE THAN THERE.
EASY THOUGHTS RIDING ON WHISPERS OF WARM SAGE AND HINT OF OCEAN,
RECALL BROWN-SKINNED, BARE-FEET-ON-THE-DASHBOARD-DAYS,
...RADIO BLASTING SURF AND SAND FROM A RATTLY SPEAKER.
HOT WIND THROUGH THE CAR WINDOW KISSES ME FULL ON THE LIPS,
AND TWINES IT'S GUSTY FINGERS IN MY HAIR.
HEAD LAZY BACK, GREEN REFLECTIONS OF TREES AND BRUSH
FLASH MY EYES.
I LOOK BARELY BACK TO THE LAST BEND IN THE ROAD.
I LOOK FORWARD JUST TO THE SEA...
WITH ONLY NATURE ON MY MIND.
THE SCENT OF SUMMER IS LIGHT ON THE CANYON.
- © by taree Belardes June2005
Topanga California
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