Looking for Summer

My heart misses you girl. My skin yearns for your touch. Without you, I’m forced to cover up and sit inside instead of the porch.

It won’t be much longer until you return home. I close my eyes and can imagine the shear heat of you alone.

I’m leaving April for May and she always understands. That May is who I use waiting for June. Summer please come back to me soon.

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