Summer Dreams

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On the front porch

Sun falling

Just me and you

And a summer sky full of purples

Yellows

And blues

Laying on your chest

The smell of fresh cut peach slices fill the air

This moment should never end

The last piece you give me

Such a gentlemen at such an age

Juice starts down my wrist

Giggles come as I lick the juice off

Oh summer days

Sweet days

Dream days





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