By Corinna
Date: 2004 Mar 23
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Summer is Magic

He smelled of pizza and cologne
He wore a five o'clock shadow with eyes as clear as the blue sky
As I stood on my toes to kiss him he saw right threw me.
I melted every time he looked at me and he knew.
Though he never directly revealed that.
The sun beamed down burning my shoulders
My eyes stung from the salt of the water.
My arms wrapped around him tighter than ever
As I knew this might be the last time.
I felt like I was flying through the sky.
My heart skipped beats; my knees were weak.
The summer is magic.  A shame it has to end.

03.09.04