Even You in Summer

by Walter Rooks

In Summer
we danced again
to the sound of crickets,
air conditioner echoing
those words we seldom spoke;

broke

away from selfishness.

Once removed,
in your arms again
I found comfort not in flesh,
but in all I did not know.
How love makes itís song;

wrong,

the way I get, the way you act.

What was left faded
like moonlight and passing cars,
stillness and stars-
even you in Summer,
dancing like you loved me.


Even You in Summer by Walter Rooks

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