summer is a smile on this girl
she loves you
and loves the world
she’s crazy about everything else
and on long days (living in “___”)
she thinks about the bad boy
the one who broke her heart
she moves on toward a field of clover
with four leafs and dreams of her
broken heart — mends her heart
she dreams about so free to love
and all the creatures of the night
smell her blood and her tears
and they wish to have a black dance
with this woman — a name on night’s
sky leaving this world for awhile
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 