Dizzy Eyes
Dizzy eyes lock across the boardwalk
knowing August would see them gone;
Drawn like the tide to the shore
gazing as souls collide,
‘Redefine the fling,
Endless Summer.’
Woah, maybe
we should
talk.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2024
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