Marjorie A. Buettner...

these hot, humid nights

These hot, humid nights remind me of her, my long ago friend. And, some mornings, too, I am reminded of her bowing to the sun after a morning's bike ride. That night when we couldn't stand the heat we raced out to skinny-dip in a dark pool. Her hair, strawberry blond, was long and lovely floating about her in the water. When she sang that night I believe the stars listened and then bowed to her . . .

skinny dipping-- I jump head first into the moon

WHCHaibun 2005-08-06