Tagged: summer days
on a scale of summer-
without meaning to,
without meaning to,
memories get squeezed into
feelings – when you pass
me in aisle five, i am a
swan dive away from buoyant
.
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as long as you and
as long as you and
i never quite get full of
each other, there will
be summers like these, horses
tied under the apple tree
.
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