What Summer Knows

Never could hear the music,
but I tasted the words and
tears of others destined
to feel the intoxicating
fragrance of fresh salt
water on skin and drips
of moonlight cascading
over moments that become
memories, a lingering
touch of a hand, or a kiss
left to the wind. Summer
passes one lover off to
another, and there the sun
sets and rises for the
restless traveler to forever
hide the storm within.

Published by Susan McElhaney

I love my kids, NYC, writing, photography, movies, baseball and cream cheese. I am a mom and a wife. I have a bachelors degree in English and Journalism and a masters degree in School Counseling. For over 20 years, I have served as the Communications and Marketing Director at a trade school. I love travelling, and dreaming.

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