creamsicle

summer melts away
drip drop drip
like my creamsicle
as the humidity mets its chill
they creep together
drop upon drop
aggregate at the stick
and fall
onto my fingers
sticky flesh
milky clementine
brrrrrrrrrrrrr
the icy droplet only freezes a centimeter square of skin
for barely a second
and run down my forearm
none the less
i know there is more cold to come
better bundle up
get your layers ready
tights under that sundress
headbands to protect your ears
you can keep your cloud 9
tangerine dream
but i can hear the thunder coming
grey clouds rolling over
and the winds gusts blow my sun hat off
as i chase after it
down the sandy walk....
i'm getting ready for the leaves to come tumbling after