Endless heat of short skirts, in a boiling lust-ful summer, One piece and the bikinis are a woman's right to flirt and I lap it up, softened hammer, Conversation starter, teases.
Here comes the side-walks where we laughed and talked and you grew on me with lagoon eyes, passionately shootout saloon. but yours were gentle, kind, and the peace can't unwind so fast forward, to a toy that can be winded and memories fed & heard.
Young love wrapped up like a present and fought to entertain and surprise from dusk to daylight.
Memories of my late teens to early twenties of a girl I really liked and spent a summer with.
Please ignore the troll accusing me of terrible things in the comments. His real handle here is Damocles and is a pest of a nuisance.