Sweet sweet summertime,

I already feel you slipping away…

darkness arrives earlier – it’s no longer light at 9:30

my time is being sapped like a maple at sugaring time

my tension is rising like a thermometer on a summer day

So, until next year –

keep yourself safe from those who despise you

protect your verdant aliveness

hold me in your sultry summer embrace

I’ll be waiting for you with the anticipation of a lascivious lover.