Last Gasps of Summer

Lay me down on the cool moss
Near the sparkling swift water
In the dappled warm sunlight
Where we can breathe deeply
The last gasps of summer.

No season can compare
To this that brings our skin so close
And the birds visit from the heavens
Just to share in the pure joy
Of us.

Now we can sweetly rest
With only the sun to guide
Until the moon takes our hands
And we continue on our path
Together in the open night.