June 9, 2021, 9:52pm

I was listening to the song "Headlights" by Squirrel Flower and the word "longing" came to my mind and heart; these are the words I could express.

The dusty blue and mysterious clouds lay

bare against the sheets of the misty sky

A soft lightning flashes quickly 

before vanishing 

into the the humid air 

It sticks to my face

It longs to wrap itself around me like a plastic film

My breath cool against nit, I feel it

No thunder

Just crickets singing

Fireflies in the distant field

Soft grass I want to feel beneath my feet

I long for summer nights

where I'd drive fast on the roads of Kentucky

Listening to the music that could put you to sleep

but also refresh

the brain that is exhausted

I long to be out there

In the silent symphony of Summer

But all I can truly feel beneath my feet 

are the cold hardwood floors that tell me

to go to sleep.