It's 5am, give me a break. ZzzzzZzzzzzZzzzz....
The Last Summer for Us
Metis/charles
That summer we swam and laughed and talked
and nothing separated our shadows.
Leaves cast in midnight moon painted thin on your skin,
when stargazing was just an excuse.
White hot days and sticky popsicle stick hand holding,
made the nights swim in pools of dream.
I
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