Sitting here on this rock at dusk,
I merge with the waves that calm my pysche.
No lights are on but this flashlight,
Helping me tell my summertime fairytale.
The breeze synchronizes with my thought process;
Nice and easy, flowing through this pen.
My love's silhouette, easing any tension away,
I look at him and feel purely warm satisfaction.
This is how I know without a doubt
Our summertime fun has begun.
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