Summer will come, and when it does

Summer will come, and when it does, it will run us
into the ground
chased to the end of breath, collapsed
laughing and hot,
into the grass

Summer will come
and when it does, it will run us
wild
and chase
us down,
into the ground
hot smell earth dirt
our fingers worked
into it and each other, hurt
at first
but feeling better every second
to the gasping end
of breath, collapsing, laugh -
slip past the day
into the grass

Summer will come, and when it does
it will run us wild
and chase us down
gasping, we'll laugh
to the end of breath
collapsing
into the grass