What Makes Summer Heat
Sun under skies froze to places,
Its shade of darker, runs my skin —
I thirst for lost kisses' spaces.
Sun under skies froze to places,
Bleach on clothes that mask my faces;
There light's story is forgiven —
Sun under skies froze to places,
Its shade of darker; runs my skin —
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