Summer Rendezvous

Magenta, like the taste of your lips against mine

The blurring of the galaxy as our limbs intertwined.

Whiskey, like the summer sunsets we had by the lake

Where we skinny-dipped and I almost broke my spine.

Subdued, like when the tide is on the ebb

How we sat out like fowl, watching Helios and Selene align.

Vermicular, like the perforations on fancy cigarette filters

And the state of my feelings attempting a line.

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