A Taste of Summer
you feel like the sun
in the morning
on my skin,
and a hint of sea salt
always summer
in a world unfault…
you are annoying,
an existential optimist
i have doubts
about questions
i’ve already
given an answer to…
you are as pretty
as the glistening
rays of sunshine
touching the sea…
and you have no idea
how dreamy you are…
it became effortless
to love you
each day, a risk
finding you…
lost in wonder
in your space…
had to start
drawing all over you
fingers trace
the unseen desire
the words and shapes
i cannot tell you…
current times and waves
apathy, the modern self
it feels different
this time…
it’s just serene
i know you won’t read this
that’s why
it’s all about you…
worried, confused, dazed
i lived in my happiness…
if art is a shelter
then you are
a thousand poems
waiting to be written
be sung and danced to…
I love you…
