Poetry & Self-Awareness

Summer nights
I want to take a flight with you far away
sit in your laps by the bay
seeing you smile
you’re always in style
I hope this feeling never expires

summer nights
we go outside
I sit in your laps, lower east side
you watch me write
this moment just feels so right

summer nights you hold my hand
demand a kiss
I don’t want these nights to end
these nights I’ll miss

summer nights are perfect
they make me forget I’m imperfect
you make my joy hit the surface