Summer Mindset

Winter has overstayed his welcome
Left his shoes at the doorstep in October
But it's almost April now,
almost spring, almost endless things
A lover who won't leave
Leave me be

Every day I daydream of California breeze
Sun striking my tanned, red cheeks
Simpler days, he reads my childhood
back to me like textbook creeds

One take, only take,
all more than mistakes
Criticizing, scrutinizing, deconstructing
I miss you more

I miss not the weather
But the beauty in a mundane life
Every day a play off yesterday
More dreaming, less thinking,
More singing, less blinking

So many times I thought of running
But his shackles are iron and my will
Weak enough to dismiss
The will to write of a summer I miss

Come back to me.