All I could remember
was a niveous summer;
the blissful fragrance
of perfumed hair,
a joyful feeling
of holding hands.
And your eyes were
melted chocolate
on vanilla ice cream;
keeping me sane
from days with no rain.
Sep 21, 2020
Sep 21, 2020 at 11:37 PM UTC
All I could remember
was a niveous summer;
the blissful fragrance
of perfumed hair,
a joyful feeling
of holding hands.
And your eyes were
melted chocolate
on vanilla ice cream;
keeping me sane
from days with no rain.
October 2017, late
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