Utopic Love Days || Childhood memories

Real days don't end without heat haze
Field trips and lake dips
A rash escapade after lemonade sips
Sinless wings of youth
Blinded
To reality
Provided paradise
Skirts and shorts
Dirt and chores

How sudden
Nightfalls

Morning chirps
Obligatory church
Long blond bangs
She emits her own haze
Long lung deflate
Sinful wings of youth
Quick mint taste
Of the first kiss made

Utopic love days

How I miss my childhood

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing use of words.
"Sinful wings of youth
Quick mint taste
Of the first kiss made"
The above lines could stand alone. You said so much in the amazing poetry.
Coyote