Summer kisses

Butterfly kisses that’s what you make me think of
Leather and lace
Ice melting in a tall glass of lemonade
Grass on my fingers
A rose that pricks
Candy in my mouth on a hot day
Lying on the grass gazing into the clouds
I can’t wait to be with you
Let’s escape to taste honey on a summer’s day

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