i miss you like the summer

i miss you like the summer
pitchers of sangria and electric blue skies
stringfuls of white light, think it's stars

we used to laugh and swing our heads
to the music, happy hollow
echoes in the hallway inside our minds

love makes you remember things
that were never truly there
but yet this dream has happened in rewind

someday i will lose this feeling
of wanting to hold on
for now i gather memories stitched in time

preserve them away
and come back to it someday
and reminisce about this simple, cherished find

i miss you like the summer
pitchers of sangria and electric blue skies
stringfuls of white light, think it's stars

give me a magic penny
copper wishes in the water
and drop it in the droplets deep and far

smiles and frowns behind me
ahead a path of new
and seasons move me from you even more


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Letting go of bad timing. Things happen for a reason and it is the reason that keeps me filled with faith. This poem was half inspired by a summer evening with friends in an outdoor cafe. My poetry doesn't necessarily present an accurate picture in my mind, just bits and pieces of random events that collide and create a beautiful series of words.