Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Magic

dancing down the middle of the road at night
spinning under the stars
staring at the waves slowly creeping in
jumping into a puddle or two
a warm breeze flowing through your fingers
dirt beneath your feet
the sound of june bugs
the smell of all the flowers of the world combined
the feeling of grass between your toes
the cold chill of water
a clap of thunder and a flash of white light
warm rain after a hot day
unbinding your hair
summer
what makes these so magical?