My Summer Perfume

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Your hair falls in your stormy eyes when you burst out laughing.

Love, I have never navigated such deep waters without drowning.

I wear your sweet scent on me like my favorite summer perfume,

I cannot stop daydreaming, cannot smell anyone else in this room.

So, take me home like you always do, keep me stuck in the moment.

I have never felt an effervescent love without the weight of torment.

The waters always take us back to the very beginning of our love.

When I look at you, hope does not seem like another brick to throw.

I tuck your hair behind your ear as you laugh right at the blue moon.

If I only could, I would gift you all my eternities, not only this noon.

Your fresh breath on my skin feels like a splash of the coldest seawater.

But as long as you take me home once more, it is a fair barter.

-Jackie

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