Song Of Summer

My snake died last summer 
And I’m not too sure 
That the burning of her body 
Was not a sacrifice to a time and a girl
That I once had 
As here I sit here, flooded by emotion
It’s not just the wasted devotion
Or the awesome motion 
It’s the heat
The heat I felt as you licked my breast
And gave me chills
It kills to know I took your innocence
But I can just apologize and pulverize my mind
And though I have no pictures physically
I have a dictionary of everything we were 
And it may sound absurd
But I remember every shiver 
And tear
And smile
That is what I miss
Licking the tears off your smiling lips