Torpid Heat

Torpid Heat

Lying heat-burned under stars
Blazing a blue night sky
Smells enter the lizard brain,
Limbic pleasure centered within
Rose, wisteria, gardenia,
Scented layers
Circling the darkness
Return memory of
summer nights
When 16 was everything,
Is everything searing
First date, the over-big corsage, and
‘I’m sorry I hurt you’ bouquet.
Ancient memory-lizard memory
Moving within again.

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CC LaRue

Hot summer air
Gardenia
Magnolia
Night Blooming Jasmine
Salty sticky skin

I’m still 12.

(And you’re still my big sis.)

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Linda

Awesome Samantha! Simply awesome! Brings back a flood of memories; of a carefree youth, of laying in the grass on a starry night and wondering what the future would bring, wishing on a star for the perfect one to love and to love me…

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