Ellen

17

Summer Serenade

you had emerald eyes that made
me want to lie, tousled amber locks like
something sun-kissed and honey
or maybe it was the jaw line that enticed me.
but my first thought was that you were beautiful.
my second one came a beat too late
I liked
the way you strummed love on guitar strings,
entangling your voice within my spiral notebooks
teaching me to dance in the rain,
hanging off car windows as if my life
depended on it
the way you made my poetic
words once so eloquent come out
in
ragged
choppy
sentences
because words
mere words
cannot capture you and if you
were a butterfly, you would be
framed before you could
flutter your first wings
across sunburst dawn
you are undefined
a tattered signpost in the wilderness
surrounded by roots and trails of
footprints long walked upon while
the wind weaves between treetops
whistling a melodic tune
you are beautiful, perfection
take me away
take me away