Alexa Laing-Moore
Summer Love
Summer Love
&& i saw more shooting stars
The trail of dark bruises
You left on my neck --
Physical evidence of a night
Full of lust and innocence --
Mirror the constellations
We gazed at last night.
As crickets chirped
And waves crashed on the shore,
We shed our clothing.
Like silvery fish, silent and sure,
We slipped into cool waters.
My arms slid around your shoulders
And your hands came up to meet mine
As we pointed out the North Star,
Cassiopeia, the Two Lovers.
‘Til the time came when we both shook
And goose flesh covered our skin.