bathing in the moon lit evening
the scent of fresh cut grass
lingers among Levi's paw steps
the fire I watched you make
lights up tree lined skies
keeping mosquitoes at bay
yet they still nip my skin
gnawing at the stars
reflected deep within
awakening singular cells
structured and strung
among lines of laughter
your beauty and kindness
echos throughout
a warm August night
Friday, August 17, 2018
August
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