Stolid glances repress my intended advances
But August's brush paints an illustrious lust to hold with you my mighty touch
I dreamt an million dreams to be with only you unseen
No more cars or bumps created by dump trucks only winds whipping my back to throw me on track to seal the forbidden facts
You pried it out from under my pursed lips or should I say fingertips
Away we chatted until it became a habit
We cherished it dearly yet distance made us weary
Time unfolded the unintended, yet the inevitable became unprecedented
Even though we drift apart I will always hold you in my heart