The Summer We Smiled
Looking back from now
I can see why we were happy
Nesting in the radiant sun
And allowing the folds of our
Clothes to intertwine.
Looking back from now
I can hear the ecstasy
Of our eager, hungry voices
And the melody of
Cicadas filling our hearts.
Looking back from now
I can feel the tickles
Of the breeze in our hair
And the soft caress of the
Fluttering, pale petals.
Looking back from now
I can smell the newly opened
Fragrance on my neck
And the sweet, familiar
Cologne on yours.
Looking back from now
I can taste the raw
Anxiety smothered in glee
And the lack of
Judgement for our future.
Looking back from now
I can regret all of the
Mistakes we'd made
And yet it always goes back to
The summer we smiled.
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