Summer Sweetness
Water swishes between my toes
As I soak in the summer heat, standing in this small brook
The water gurgles softly as it washes over the rocks and through the grasses
I close my eyes and tilt my face up towards the sun
Your melodic voice reaches my ears and I turn around
My eyes open and there's your handsome face
I lean toward you, arms outstretched
You envelope me in your arms and I feel your warmth
Right before your soft lips touch mine, and I can still taste the tea on your lips
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