Gold falls upon the leaves of the canyon
turning the sky a color unknown to any other place in the world
just as the sun begins to tease the mountains with a long awaited kiss
wrapping round her curves towards the salty air
Summer awakens her senses
damp concrete scents mingle with freshly watered lawns to create
the most intoxicating perfumes
traces of chlorine in long tangled hair and bare feet on hot pavement
music is played loudly from car windows
driving west to escape the heat that causes ripples in vision
The Santa Ana Winds whisper secrets in her ears
love notes and promises of
tangled limbs and stolen embraces
navigated by touch and intuition, paths learned years ago
She has cast a secret spell upon those who have loved her
awaiting their return
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