Late Julys

Red hair, greenish eyes

Lighting up like fireflies

Together watch as daylight dies

And I go against what I’d advise

A kiss to baptize the fiery skies

A kiss which now ties two lives

Was it unwise, that night’s surprise?

No, for the memory is a prize

And given the chance, I’d likely reprise

Another taste of late July

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