Snowflakes Of Summer

And so it was
The day I left my heart on this table
Under the old shed
Next to a humble tree

It was this table that wrote this episode
It was an empty afternoon
All the feelings were resting inside
Nothing to show but a spoonful of glance

You were just two tables away
And got this teenage hype once more
Those eyes were so blissful as hell
I wonder if I will ever be there

I don't need you to stare
I need you to speak
Speak up for my mute emotions
They were silent for years for you to find

And now that I have found you
Summer's short but nothing else matters
Two perfect strangers in this freezing summer
In a lonely world where poles never meet

Author's Note

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