by cricketjeff on August 3, 2009. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
I am lost inside my mind pursuing you.
There are thoughts of happy laughter and some jokes I can’t explain
And a tent that only has the space for two.
As I dream of summer raindrops while I’m lazing in the shade,
I can almost feel you resting on my knees.
We aren’t watching but quite near us there are games of cricket played
And I’ve found a part of you I want to squeeze.
Any sort of summer weather brings me dreams of you and me,
Though in truth I’ve never even held your hand.
In a stolen conversation or a line of poetry
There are thoughts I can’t begin to understand.
It’s the season when a lover wants to walk beside a stream,
Build a castle in the sand, or fly a kite
But for some of us the summer has to be a silent dream
And a whisper to the moon each balmy night.
So I sit outside or inside in the rain or in the sun,
And I hope that now and then my dreams are shared.
In our minds we walk together in this season filled with fun,
And my heart, so badly broken, is repaired.