Friday, July 6

what it is

early summer poem

School's been out for a week.
Celebrated with good music, gin and hiiigh heels.
The best friends now live in the hood.
Life's good.
Time's free.
Straw fedoras, thunderstorms and icees.
Met a boy and he's sweet.
And he's coming over tomorrow night (eek!).


t. said...

:) it was almost like a dream when i saw you. could you tell i was in-love?

ahnka said...

I could SO tell! Haha it was really sweet though. He's cute! I didn't mean to scream when I saw you. I was just really happy that night and then so surprised to see you there.