Summertime

May finally be... here?

I've been dreaming a lot lately,
always just before I awake,
and usually about you.
I've been hiding a bit lately,
worried you'll find me,
and scared about what you'll do.

I can handle being alone,
I can't handle being in a crowd that doesn't care.

With breezes and dresses and long hair that tickles,
vintage swimsuits with hippie prints,
long evening walk stints,
new faces, new cliques.
More work, more time,
and ever silly rhymes.

I'll be in the hammock,
if you need me.