SUMMERS OF MY DREAM
After This Summer I will have Stories to Tell!
I open the curtains and let the sun in while the coke fizz,
I mix some shakes and stir some juice,
I let the tea brew a little less and didn’t had the eggs for breakfast too,
Water is something I am in and with these days, sprinkling cold hazed in glass dripping from the edge.
I am crying little less this summer I watching and wondering around little more
I want break, smiles, little chats and rest.
I want winds in my hair, sun warmth on my face and glimmering shine in my eyes.
I want my lover by myside, near sea or in the park, under the tree with some flowers.
I want to wake up free in the silent hour,
I don’t want to miss you and,
I don’t want to cry because it’s summer in my city,
And I still wanted the last goodbye.
I like sunrise and bird’s chirming and hot blue sky, melting clouds and dreams which lets my hope die.
This time I am not licking away the sorbets,
I am drenched in my tears and I hate how it tastes.
I like lemon zest and orange blossom and peach tea,
I love the early yellow on the mango and I like how mint feels.
I am clocking around in the silent afternoon,
I don’t know it’s noon after me or after you.
I still love my blanket in this warmth too,
I don’t know if my body hurts or heart aches, but
I know it’s not the same.
I am missing rain my shadows and my pain,
I miss my childhood that ice cream and friends.
I like Italian music and I am dancing the pain away.
This Summer I am Not Living The Same.....
