Summer brought excitement.
Summer brought the unknown.
Summer brought love.
Summer brought freedom.
Summer brought lessons.
Summer brought faith.
Summer brought ripped jeans and loosened belt buckles.
Summer brought heat on the back of my neck.
Summer brought refreshing winds.
Summer brought whiskey-stained lips.
Summer brought cigarettes with too much lipstick on them.
Summer brought painted fingernails and a ruby red ring.
Summer brought your hands in mine.
Summer brought your lips to my neck.
Summer brought your feet to my doorstep.
Yet the trouble with summer is that it always has to end...
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