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Jul 2013
Hot summer mornings, Cold summer nights.
I wake up to the smell of sun block and bronzer
My body absorbs the rays of the sun
like a mermaid at sea.

Hot summer days
full of ice cream and riding convertibles,
Oh summer days, how I love you.

The days dragging twice as long,
the drag I like, the drag I crave.
Hot, **** bonfires at the beach
the smell of freedom
youth
wild
&
love

The sound of the waves is as loud as the
beat of my heart
That's how much I love summer days

& when it's over?
Memories have been made.
Rebecca Figueroa
Written by
Rebecca Figueroa  California
(California)   
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