Summer Poem by Maya Reid

Neither on land
Or in the air

Supported,
Yet completely free

I lay in the world’s most comfortable bed,
But there isn’t a house in sight

I am relaxed
I lay still
But a force greater than any of us
Pushes and pulls me

You are under me
You crash over me
You are all around me
You surround me
And yet it’s as if I’m flying;
As if you aren’t even there

If it’s called the “Dead Man’s Float”
Then why does it make my soul feel so...
Alive

Maybe it’s because here
Floating in you
I breathe deeper
That’s it...
Nothing more than the
Air

The air that tastes so good
And makes me want to breathe it in deeper
Than I’ve ever breathed before

The air that is so different
And yet so familiar
It tastes and smells
Of salt,
Sand,
Sun

Where else is there air that smells like
Seagulls and picnics
And tastes like
Castles in the sand and the clouds

When I’m floating in you,
That’s the only time I truly understand the word
“summer”
I taste summer
Smell summer
I’m surrounded by summer

Ocean.

Beach.

Salt.

Sand.

You.

Me.

Fun.

Sun.

Summer.