I desire to slip my feet into your cool waters
taste your salty skin on my tongue
I want you in a way that removes all my strength from me

I think you might be summertime
You're tall grass on the bottoms of my feet
You are a sonnet
You're a tall oak tree, branches tugging at my hair
You are a symphony
I long to touch your starry skies,
see the stars in your eyes
I kept a log of your summertime smiles
But there was also your summer rain
It fell from your eyes for miles
Nothing ever changed but me

I think you might be a boat
You were so good at driving away
You warned me that first night
when you snuck in through my bedroom window
I should have known better
I just should have known
I was just hoping, hanging onto every word
that fell from your satin lips
Hoping that you'd put out your anchor
Stay awhile at my docking station
But you sailed away again
into the midnight rain again

"Danger is my middle name"
you said
I believed it
I have to close my eyes so I can breathe again
Prayed to God I'd see you again
I haven't seen you yet.