The glorious sun was out.
shining upon the white pearlies of my cousins,
The glowing melanin of their skin,
Appreciating the picture in front of me-
Except there was no camera needed.
The satisfying cool of the icy pops,
That were only 25 cents-
Enough to make our company
The blues, reds, greens, yellow-
The extravagant rainbow upon our lips.
We threw the firecrackers
Thinking we created fireworks
But I still saw the light manifesting in their eyes,
The same fire that was reflective in mine.
Their backyard was our shrine,
A summer ritual welcoming
The days of relaxation and joy,
A moment to enjoy the cheapness of a season-
We dipped our bodies
In the chilling water of
The inflatable pool, not caring what anyone thought-
I mean we were kids,
The age of vulnerability and naiveness,
When it was okay to be ignorant of the troubles
That escaped our perfectly imaged world.
As the sun began to set,
I began to cry-
Maybe I sensed this would be our last summer together.
As the tears streamed down my face-
Their hugs became tighter,
The scent of chlorine becoming stronger-
Perhaps they sensed the opening veil of the black hole
That will deepen,
like the evading distance created between each other-
Our guardians had to pull us away
Promising us the next day
We will lavishly live in the abundance of our icy pops,
A never ending party for our taste buds-
but it was a lie created to bring a bridge
Between an innocent love
That our parents forgot the meaning of-
As they broke
a bond that was never meant to be broken.
I wished I was selfish that day,
But our parents instilled in us that was not okay to selfish-
yet for them it was.
There will be a payday
For when we meet again
On that eternal summer day,
where love meets no ends.