i do not think i could live
without the air breathing into me

like this.

the cool, seductive sound
of fresh music rolling heavily
against a night
waiting for summer to make it
new
to bring the sexy sweat of a lingering sun
into a darkened sky
to lift the chill and
erase the memory of dripping rain

the time hastens and moves
us into what will be
and so here we wait, we wonder
at who will change our world next
the soul that will crash into ours
and give the coming summer nights
a motivation
a need, a desire

for what is not here