Summer heat makes me think of you,
The wind in our hair,
The sun on our backs.
A day spent hanging on every word,
Touch,
Smile.
For one tiny glimps into
The others reasoning.
Moonlight,
Peaking through auburn hair,
A smile, a caress a sigh,
In the dark later.
A bit lip,
A stunned look,
A tap on the wrist,
For knowing the reasons.
Please tell me what you think
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It really sounds like the perfect day.
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