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Drake

"Fireworks (Ft. Alicia Keys)"

Summer

Summer is warmth. Summer is the strands of sun-damaged hair tucked behind her ear, loosely held in place with a sapphire butterfly clip. Summer is the anxious hum of distant summer mosquitoes, it is the earthy scent of citronella burning at the tip of a hidden lamp. It is the scarlet flames that sit on the skyline at sunset, it is the blueish infinity of an ocean.

I think of summer,

and I am returned to that imaginary place by the water.

It’s night, the air is cool.

I sit on the damp sand while sinking in a sea of idle conversation.

She taps my shoulder, and I turn.

Her smile is my sunshine, and

I realize now, 

it was this smile that has imbued the warmth into my memories of summer,

it is the friction between our skin that heats my happiness.

When you are gone, and when it is cold, 

I return to this quiet place, this starlit beach

suspended high above the world.

The fireworks explode for you;

Energetic specks of green and azure perform a celestial dance

and the stars peer down in envy.

With every explosion,

I see a glimpse of your face,

washed with bright, multicolored light,

and I feel warm, 

so warm.