Summer

Wishing for summer
because summer means your hazel eyes
dancing in the sunlight.

Summer means playful kisses
after soaking me with splashes
in the ocean that isn't nearly as big as my love for you.

Summer means
rain soaking my hair
and my skin
sending shivers through my veins
just like your lips as they kiss
every inch of my tan body.
Slowly,
as if you are savoring each one.
My neck.
My collarbone.
My breasts.
My hand.
My waist.
My thigh.
Oh God.
I long for summer
the way I long for those kisses
that make my breath catch in my throat.

Summer means falling asleep with the sand as my blanket
and you as my sunrise.

Summer means falling in love
the way I always do
when you hold my hand
and look at me that way.

Summer means humid nights
beneath the stars
giggling as you whisper plans for our future in my ear.
Satisfying every longing, broken part of my heart.

Summer means no more tears,
you'll be there to stop them.

Summer means you.