Afternoon

A gentle smile
		Lopsided
	In the lilting breeze



Scents of summer
		Enveloping
	Chasing through the leaves



Like a pyrsamid
	Stood on end:



My focus points to 
	Your crenter



Reeling
	Twirling
		Spinning



I turn

	The world blurs
			Around me



I trip and I yearn



Catch a limb to stand	
	Reaching
		For your hand


Falling down
	On you completely


Have I always fought
	With gravity?



But in the sun
I find comfort



In the rays
The warmth is like heaven
Smiling on my day



In the cool grass
My cares fly free

	

Drowning
	In summer
		Made just for me