Dragging Summer Away

"August rushes by like desert rainfall,
A flood of frenzied upheaval,
Expected,
But still catching me unprepared.
Like a match flame 
Bursting on the scene,
Heat and haze of crimson sunsets.

Like a dream
Of moon and dark barely recalled,
A moment,
Shadows caught in a blink,
Like a quick kiss;
One wishes for more
But it suddenly turns to leave,
Dragging summer away."

August by Elizabeth Maua Taylor