drops of sun.

drops of sweat.

racing o'er burned skin.

wipe it away.

continue to play

like the sun 

is immortal,

like the seasons

will never change,

like they will 

never be 

replaced 

with

the

dreaded

forgotten

smells of paper 

and paste,

lunchrooms,

and mopped floors.

the summer sun   

is wonderful

at bleaching

the mind.

-Nichelle Lei20131102_215933965_iOS


Summer
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