My sweet summer boy,
You’re sweet summer words
Slipped out of your throat into mine.
My sweet summer boy,
You’re sweet summer touch
Soft enough to make me cry.
My sweet summer boy,
Your sweet summer face
Stained into the back of my mind.
My sweet summer boy,
Your sweet summer smell
Drugged me so stupidly.
My sweet summer boy,
Your sweet summer mouth
Tasted like love and I wanted more.
My sweet summer boy,
Are we still young?
Can we still be young?
My bittersweet Autumn man,
I’m still young
And you’ve grown without me.
At least you were mine, for the summer.
((Sorry it’s a little akdiwbdxojsjsjsk. Thank you though!))
This is lovely! It's very evocative, I'm a fan of the use of summer into autumn, it's bittersweet
















