Cool Nights
just a kiss
of silk
of fire
i'll die without it
i remember you
I was dreaming of Cape Cod sunsets as a kid standing on the shore when my father asked, can you hear it? A perfect orange into a perfect sea.
Remember summertime ringing in your ears and sand in your hair? A funny glance from a funny boy who came closer and closer.
Remember September's broken heart?
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