specific love for hot days

The first magnolia flowers  
cracked open today.  
Giant eggshells
serving stamen
sunny side up.  
Oh, and it was.  
But I could not stay for breakfast.  
The day, one like this, called me,  
its voice in the gold light.  
I rushed, it seemed to you, out  
while you cooked your own hash browns,  
I am still unashamed about that.  
Because inside  
gets so cold -  
tile floors are harsh.  
even the gift of A/C  
bullies me  
at night;  
this time of year -  
Oh, Louisiana, my first Dear -  
wants to hug me  
like a comforter,  
get all the goosebumps out of me  
with its squeeze.  
I truly don't mind  
the heat,  
the sweat;  
the summer  
is a familiar  
trickling straight down my nose.  
Oh, Louisiana,  
Lovers can never know me  
like you,  
hold me like you.  
None of that.  
Beside your lakes,  
under your trees  
I am like a salamander  
content in the steam of my home.
Written by rowantree (Rowan E.)
Published | Edited 7th May 2019
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