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summer oh summer oh summer where have you gone
away with the lasting tastes of honey-melon and dewy moon soaked leaves
ragged hair unkempt knotting and grass and weeds like savage sets
yellow smears from black-eyed susans
from smelling much too hard

we went swimming on those nights
in the pond beyond the meadow and broken fence
we were trying to be quiet when we drove down the hardened dirt,
paranoid that someone, anyone would find out about the place
and show up unexpectedly
where we only wanted to be quiet and let go of our clothes
and close our eyes in the dark and be in the tiny space smelling our skin and sweat and dirt
falling half-mostly-asleep with stars lurking overhead and across the horizon
noses in each others arms
lips pressed against ribs
until much too late
until we pushed each other awake against our protesting murmured moans
and rambled
back to your truck
exhausted tumbling over the uneven road
making it home
falling inside
into bed
blanket somewhere else
forgetting to brush our teeth
biting each other instead