Oh, to make you mine,
my summertime crush.
The way you shine,
almost makes me blush.
Tell me a silly little punchline,
that makes me slush,
all warm inside,
my summertime crush.
Just lay beside and hush.

For looking in your eyes,
gives me all the rush.
Let's look at the skies,
and hope our arms brush,
giving us highs
that would have us flush.
Kissing would be such a crime,
rush of euphoria
is to be so divine,
my summertime crush.

In all of your sublime,
be mine,
bottle of sunshine.