As the summer draws near,
the air thick with memory,
I'm drawn back to you.

The naked lines of your flesh,
glistening from hot rain,
sticky sweet lips hush me.

As we pulled off the road,
close to where you stay
but never seem to live,
fireflies swirled around
the darkness gathered in us.

Pulled so close to me,
we emit our own kind of light,
glows from trembling galaxies,
your eyes were soft lanterns,
searching for what I can
never give to anyone else.

I'll never know who lives
on the other side of your skin.

But at least we'll always have this,
our time that we burned together.

The air grew warmer with memory,
drawn to the naked curves of flesh
glistening from hot rain,
sticky sweet lips hush me.

As we pulled off the road,
close to where you lie
but can never feel safe,
fireflies hovered around
our own gathered darkness.

Pulled so close to me,
we emit our own hum,
galaxies tremble inside,
you've searched me for it,
to hear how we whisper
across a roaming heart.

But at least we'll always have this,
the nights we burned together
before the gathered darkness
was too much to keep close.

And as summer draws near,
sticky sweet lips bring me back,
glisten in the hot rain,
hushing all else in me.

Even if I'll never know who lives
on the other side of your skin.