iced tea

 (This is a piece I wrote about a year ago.)

iced tea

iced tea

copper like your eyes,

reminding me of summertime

...in march

condensation on a glass,

water sliding on my hand;

concrete cool beneath my feet

...nice in summer’s heat

cubes of ice clinking,

sends a shiver down my spine

reminding me, right now, today

...there’s always time

a possibility sitting there,

a sly grin, a silent stare.

i’ll tell you a secret,

did you know?

...iced tea

copper like your eyes,

reminds me of summertime.