dolĉa somero infano

your dress flaps in the wind like a honeysuckle breeze
reminding me of long since devoured butterscotch dreams
with your sapphire eyes upturned to the sky
and summer’s hazy love on your mind

your smile is like the finest wine
an intoxication that I wouldn’t mind wandering in
but my heart would give out if in wonder for too long
and even the brightest flowers fade after a while

she was naked, she peeled herself daily
bleeding words never to be read
riddled with feelings, better left unsaid
exposed for all to see

the warmth of your skin, the seep cent of your autumn hair
all used to belong to me
then the tornado came and tore up the earth
and I wish it was that summer again


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