July.
I can still see the
sparkles of the water
and feel the sun on
half of my face.
Sometimes I open my
eyes when we kiss
to see if you're as lost
in me as I am in you.
LR
YOU ARE READING
Swimming Lessons: Poems
PoetryI seem to be your new favorite novel. One that keeps you up at night, turning my pages. Fingers lingering on me so you don't lose your place. A poem from the poetry book.
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July.
I can still see the
sparkles of the water
and feel the sun on
half of my face.
Sometimes I open my
eyes when we kiss
to see if you're as lost
in me as I am in you.
LR
