Summer Haze
there is a softness in the air,
the edges of my surroundings
blurred and subdued,
quiet even,
even in the rain,
i see myself
looking off into the distance
alone, except for the
mist and summer winds,
a sweet melody that plays in
my mind
and hazy wishes whispering
past my unhurried gaze.
this summer
holds me so loosely
in its tender embrace,
it almost feels like an
enigma
layered in Kodachrome,
of moments
that only exist
in my daydreams,
figments of a time
that never transpired
but feel as real as
any memory.
Your poem transported me to a softer place, a place of hazy whispers that beckon 💖
The softness of your words is beautiful