I long for summer. Grass between my fingers. Sand in my hair. The smell of sunlotion on hot skin. Dancing in the rain. Secret smiles to future loves. Music in the air. No sleep. White linen in the sunrays. Bathing in fountains. Bleached hair and freckles on my nose. Collecting shells on the beach. Walking barefoot on hot pavement. Drinking water with icecubes. Eating strawberries on straw. Blossoms in my hairlocks. Dreams of indians and handsome pirates. Get lost in books. Have waterballoonfights.
You know… Summer.
