Summer Breeze

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic


Let's capture this moment in time, with the fireflies.

Submitted: May 17, 2018

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Hit the pause button, don’t want this to end,

Can we make this moment last forever?

Illuminated under the light, of our bright galaxy,

It feels like we’re in a paradise fantasy.

Capture this moment, with the fireflies,

And place the jar on a shelf, ‘til the end of time.

I don’t think I’m ever gonna feel like this, again,

Unless, we can make lightning strike twice.

 

The summer breeze, feels cool, upon my face,

A fruity aroma, permeates from your electronic cigarette.

Everytime we touch, sparks start flying,

Floating away into the night, akin to the fireflies.

Fireworks explode, somewhere off in the distance,

The night sky becomes a canvas, painted by vibrant hues.

Wearing next to nothing, I’m excited by your diamond tattoo,

I can tell when you’re happy, your eyes start shining blue.

 

Your warm touch, starts to melt the ice on my heart,

Surprised, that you didn’t get frostbite, from touching me.

The light of your love, reduces the shadows to ashes,

A sight for my sore eyes, I’ve really needed you.

Raw, intense passion between us, atomically unstable,

When we’re apart, the anxiety makes me, chronically disabled.

The air is thick with sexual tension, suspense is killing me,

Starting to overheat, from your presence, but I don’t care.

 

Feeling so high, right now, I’m up in the stratosphere,

Dancing with the stars, playing checkers with the Sun.

I never want to be away from you, my dear,

Even a mile apart, feels like such a vast expanse.

The summer always goes by way too fast,

Sun gets covered up, by autumn’s overcast advance.

Every moment, with you, speeds by like Usain Bolt,

Cause the night’s grown old, beginning to rest its tired eyes.

 

Hit the pause button, don’t want this to end,

Can we make this moment last forever?

Illuminated under the light, of our bright galaxy,

It feels like we’re in a paradise fantasy.

Capture this moment, with the fireflies,

And place the jar on a shelf, ‘til the end of time.

I don’t think I’m ever gonna feel like this, again,

Unless, we can make lightning strike twice.

 


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