Charlotte

Ice cream blonde, hair bright, a silken halo falling down

over her American Flag bikini top.

 

She laughs and smiles like a child, writing her name in the dark

with the burning sparkler.

 

Even know, after it all, she laughs and smiles like a child, so free,

in this sweet moment.

 

Fourth of July and the sky explodes in color and fire and smoke,

and her halo shines back it’s light.

 

Independence Day, maybe we’ll be independent of the past,

of mistakes and the things that hurt us.

 

Declare we are one now, again, and the sweetness will come.

Maybe we’ll make love…

 

…….really make love, with tenderness and hope and softness,

and actually grow close in a touch.

 

The sparkler reaches it’s end, and she exclaims, asks for another,

to write her name in the dark again

 

where it will last and be eternal and kept and cherished by all.

Let this be Independence Day.

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