Is it too late
To run back into your arms
The sun hasn't dipped deep enough
The birds are still singing their love songs
Can I play with your hair
You can run your fingers along my neck
It isn't summer yet
But the cool breeze feels so refreshing
As it blows across our tousled hair
Will you whisper sweet nothings in my ears
I promise I won't shake if it tickles
But don't you pause
Let your breath caress every inch of my skin
Lets dance beneath the evergreen trees
The night is still young
And the sky is still blushing
Lace your fingers around mine
Lets see the flowers bloom again
And pluck away the weeds of melancholy
Is it too late
To gather the remnants of our love
Pile them up neatly
Smile once again together
At its abundance
Meant for you and me