Thursday, May 14, 2009


The lonely nights, the fireworks, the lovely nights, the caress on your face
The peculiar music notes that this specific song drops on us.
The first kiss that rushes through the spine and leaves nothing to the imagination
A hot summer night, with no plan, but to enjoy life
With five dollars in my pocket, with a dream in your eyes
With three gallons of gas, and the beach in front of our eyes
A hot summer night, with no plan but to enjoy your smile.