Presents..."Summer Love" by Nicole Chavers

"a trip we didn’t plan,
but somehow arriving in this place.
from extreme heat to
a definitively, unseasonable cold july.
i moved closer to you to increase the warmth.
you moved further away as to not overheat.
i became more insecure as the temp dropped.
i tried.
i tried to ease into this temporary stay,
while preparing for goodbyes that i know are inevitable..
most of your bags remain unopened by the door.
so i know…
you’re prepared to leave as quickly as you came without causing too much of a wave-
i was never brave enough to ask you to unpack them,
so i give you the space to relax into our summer at your own pace.
vacation beginnings
summer heat
everything clear and bright
vacation endings…
unseasonal shower of endorphins
drowning my rationale.
drowning your control.
lost in the deep end of raw emotions…
but, never able to float in the warmth
or with the waves,
because your bags remain beside the door.
all that’s left is for you to walk thru.
anxious.
preparing for the end.
but hoping to watch another sunrise with you-
praying for an indian summer…
but in my gut knowing,
summer love,
its been good.
the late nights.
early mornings.
but the air is changing
early-
cooler than i’m comfortable with
and the fall is inevitable."