The note to you read: I’m a Chicago girl new to town.
You moved in when the summer was hotter than July
Chemistry on blast
Fire hot, naked-eyed glances
A distant, unquenchable romance
You said, “Come in, the pool is open.”
One, then two steps
I was in over my head.
Copyright © 2012 Kimberly Yarbrough Carpenter
Music Suggestion: A Taste of Honey, Lizz Wright