Floral Flings
Summer romances
Are pretty little flowers,
Pretty, but wilting.
Finally
One hundred degrees
Thrilled to be sun burnt and free
Finally Summer
Never Leave
Warm days. No dumb rules.
Late nights. No early mornings.
Never leave Summer
Journey
It's a journey.
Summer and sweaty summer.
Don't Stop Believin'
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