The Summer We Shared

Hold me

under the subtle heat

of the afternoon sun.

I want to feel

the warmth of your tanned body

kissed by sand and sea waves.

And we will hold hands

that we use to fix our brown hair

tousled by western winds

that carry the scents of flora.

At night, under the shade of tropics,

we will lie down peacefully

and look at the vast ocean of stars.


Reminiscing the start of us,

the beauty of this simplicity,

the sweet promise of souls.