Summer Fling
The old fan across your mattress
snores like a lounge drunk
overnights, in your apartment
And on sunny mornings
you're blushing with goosebumps
as sheets are blown off the bed
By late afternoon
you have a sunset's glow:
your neck draped in pearls and beads of sweat
Somewhere deep in August
you are wondering
if we will ever cool off
snores like a lounge drunk
overnights, in your apartment
And on sunny mornings
you're blushing with goosebumps
as sheets are blown off the bed
By late afternoon
you have a sunset's glow:
your neck draped in pearls and beads of sweat
Somewhere deep in August
you are wondering
if we will ever cool off
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