quicksand, ocean sky
wondering, don't ask me why or how we got here
we just did
the most eternal sun-drenched kiss is locked in my mind as
something i won't miss
or even try to remember
summer has come and gone so many times i've lost count
endless, nameless, marked by time as nothing special
but the warmth is here, you see
in darling soliloquy
hidden in costume and fine-boned prose
under canopies of sheltered light and life
Summer is here and it is all mine.
by- billy corgan
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