"As summer embraces a place of northern
Italy
On the balcony washed under a quiet, gentle tone
Feeling the last of you through the billowy blue shirt
I inhale the fabric that lingers your cologne.
Would you still be here
Had you been my brother?
I know I am not making sense, Oliver;
But I ache for forever.
For once, I possessed all of you,
Just to lose the most of you
Then, you left me with none of you
As the hot summer wind blew.."
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This is my entry for
the poetry contest hosted by
TheHappyWriters
This poem is based on prompt #2 of the edition #3 and is inspired by the movie Call Me By Your Name and the song The Night We Met 🥲
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