SUMMER POEM

The summer air

Smelling like the hey they made

A warm breeze at night

With the moon shining above

You float on the flamingo

I sip on an iced latte with coconut milk

Your radio tunes playing on the bluebooth box

And I’m biting from the dripping watermelon

You look at me, smiling

And I’m lost inside your eyes

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© written by Cosima Charlotte