August Love

the sun poked his head through my window
and i thought that it was you

the bright petals danced wildly in the breeze
and i thought that it was you

a grasshopper jumped from branch to branch high upon the tree
and i thought that it was you

the blades of grass cried softly under the sleepy sun
and for a second i could have sworn that it was you

and as i stepped outside and welcomed august with a warm and gentle hug
i couldn't help but notice that all around me was

the rays of sunlight
the soft petals of the flowers
the kindly grasshopper who seemed to only hop alone
and the quiet tears that lay upon the blades of green

and that august was something so unexplainably and ferociously beautiful

something
a lot like you