remember when it was winter? (soon we will remember spring rains)

it is raining right now but all me and my best friends can think about // is that tantalizing glimpse of // lemonade & too-hot days & all the rage & shorts & laughter // & late nights we can see on the slowly dipping horizon pink into yellow into blue into mountains we can see // from our houses but will soon whisper secrets to amidst the lightning bugs // on a soft july night in the middle of nowhere // that bend in the track, the rounding curve of the bike path we'll use soon // turning the handlebars into dewdrop forests once bare now majestically blocking out our views // into racing each other and the ice cream truck down the block, august a popsicle stain on the sidewalk // into sleepovers outside on a trampoline under the stars, trying hard to forget the deepening dark of the woods behind us // and someday we'll be grown up and too old for // this wonderful hot mess that is white capped lakes & cerulean skies & orange soda & & & // but it is raining right now and we'll have to stop thinking about summer.