On one of languid summer days-
Reminds of you-
With thunder-
In my veins-
Those dusty roads-
Under my feet-
Remember you-
And I enjoy-
My nail polish on my toes-
Shimmering with red-
Through grass and dirt–

Those heavy drops-
Caress my face-
Crashing my veins-
You keep me so awake-
And so alert-
My God!
I must dream carefully-
For dreams are heard-
I must dream carefully-
For dreams come true—

© Dalia Lane