You remind me of June rain that falls down my hair in Summer
as you kiss me on my head.
You do know that your hair reminds me of Summertime.
The black, distant pools in your eyes.
But yet you smell just like Springtime in mid-Winter.
You are making me learn to love the sun more and appreciate life.
Please…..
Tell me this is fated to be and not just mere coincidence.
Tell me you’ll love me
Tell me you do
And I will see you everyday when the going gets at its roughest.
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