taste

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…