if the wind was a scarf, it would be worn by me

when you feel the sand on and under your feet, when you feel the day is long enough not to care about time, when you need to put a moisturizing musk on your face before going to bed, when your skin screams for creamcare, when your body gives short shots of coconut emissions, when your fingers stick together cause of the watermelon broth, when you listen to sounds and you're convinced it's music, when you sleep on your buddy's arm while reading this old book you found in the basement, when you have forgotten that there's a little device called telephone or laptop, THEN you know it's summer. oh and then you don't care if you're not skinny, cause ice creams rock.