The air feels warm, almost stifling. But as i slipped into the water I gasp, how refreshingly wonderful the cool feels against my body.
Its days like these that make the light sweaters come off, the cutoff shorts come out.
Time for my relentlessly growing hair to get shorn
Time for my neck to breathe, wisped by the breeze
Time to bare my tanned shoulders and bronzed legs
indigo dreams and Cerulean nights...
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