summer colors

Like fragmnets of glass broken across a sea so clear every grain of salt glistens in the swirling tides. Like that laugh that echos over a bay as the waves foam up on the banks, and that smell that lingers in you rmemory as you drive down the coast road home. Then toss your head back in the passenger seat of a summer cruiser and look up, with open, gazing eyes, and see the clear unending skies.