Summer Poetry

Summer Evening (Draft)

Slow soft waves, 
splash serene Puget sound, 
salty scented air, 
arid dry thought desert, 
completely barren imagery, 
mind toxin fluid finally broke, 
out of the basin holding it in, 
in as much time as it, 
took to finally let it flood, 
it evaporates every which way, 
whisked away by a calm sea breeze, 
slow breath breathing in, 
the essence long since forgotten, 
forever it seems for the mind, 
lost in forested foggy fields, 
of perpetual self-loathing, 
looking back losing that fear, 
a brief glance into your eyes, 
gravitating toward your voice, 
calm cadence clearing my thoughts, 
sharing a story I wanted to forget, 
for a moment not knowing, 
what your thoughts were, 
but knowing I needed to move on, 
finding a sympathetic ear, 
easily forgetting all that was, 
drowning me in a sea of self-doubt, 
soft mesmerizing waves wind, 
whipping off the sound, 
chilly August evening event, 
holding you close, 
losing all sense of time and space, 
serene salty Puget sound scent.