By: Caitlin Moloney
Sweet tea and sweet grass
smell it in the air
“you got a smile so bright,
you’re lightin’ up this place like a firefly’s ass”
that’s when I knew
thunderstorm brewing, me and you.
Your damn lovely summer green eyes
my legs stickin’ to the leather seats.
The twang in your voice
callused fingers on my skin
so long ago
but a powder keg then.
Bring me back to life
to them hot summer nights
lyin’ in your flatbed countin’ stars.
Firecracker mouth and hands like the devil
you sure knew how to use ’em.
Me too.
game, set, box of matches.
BOOM.