Things remembered

Blue sky moon in the middle of the day
washed out sky sun bleached
I remember watching it rise full silver bright
I remember the smell of sunshowers
steam rising from the road
watching it evaporate into sticky humidity
and sweat on our skin

The asphalt melted beneath our feet
We measured the lines of caterpillars as they
went where ever they were going
We searched for ant-lions in tiny dust bowls
and came home covered in mud
We ran outside until the sun kissed our skins bronze
and washed the colour from our hair

I miss the smell of summer on my skin
I miss the time of not caring
where one day ends and another begins
And I miss you my friend
because I don't know where you have gone