The Last Drop of Summer’s Nectar

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?