As we drink up the
last drop of Summer
it taste sweeter than the first.
Those days filled with skin
bare to the sun and kisses
stolen under red bud’s branches.
Time fermented with honey and wine
on green lawns and checked table clothes
create the nectar we will crave
all Winter long.
Hummingbird on the branches of the red bud tree outside my kitchen window this last Tuesday.
What does Summer taste like to you?