summertime galore | ✔

firepit

i wish it was summertime
sitting on your lap
hand wrapped around yours
as the fire roars in front of us

the thought of being with you
is constantly with me
I'm obsessed,
with you
your physique 
personality
and whole

dancing with you
my necklace
rose quartz
touching your chest
the bridge
between your world
and mine
is open

I understand you
I know, how you feel
the dreary perception of life
takes charge of your mind
and I take your hand
to cleanse you
of that low life

I'm waiting
patiently
for your givingness
to land upon my empty lap

as the cold night rises from the horizon
and I'm left here
without you