Nearly Fall

Summer swings in like the fresh scent of basil on soft lit mornings

and the heat has drenched your skin before you’ve even

noticed it was there.

The days melt from here to there and you make sure to take in every

lazy second.

And if there ever was a sultry moment that wasn’t so permanent,

I’d find tomorrow just beyond your mud soaked boots.

I would see autumn coming and read the pages before they’d been written.