Monday, June 11, 2012

That summer afternoon.

We drove through the golden landscape and hills,
 the wind in our hair and road stretched before us, 
where adventures, creative urges, and epiphanies
 awaited us that summer afternoon.  

We were tipsy
 off one another
as though the sunlight and fresh air 
we invited to fill our lungs 
was actually wine.

I was happy.

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