August

by Julia Nunes

Sweet night and our chemistry
make my rapid heart
beat naturally,
and our organic minds -
while the others climb,
we contemplate,
“What is time?”

The night is dark,
and the lights are low,
but the laughter rises,
continues so.

Time flies by.

Sweet night and our chemistry
make my rapid heart
beat naturally,
and our organic minds -
while the others climb,
we contemplate,
“What is time?”

Time flies by.

Yeah, lie on the porch
with my head in your lap -
this is a simple combination
that makes me so happy,
and these could be
the happiest days of my life.

Yeah, lie on the porch
with my head in your lap -
this is a simple combination
that makes me so happy,
and these could be
the happiest days of my life.

(The night is dark,
and the lights are low,
but the laughter rises
and continues so.

Time flies by.
Time flies by.
Time flies by.)

Sweet night and our chemistry
make my rapid heart
beat naturally,
and our organic minds -
while the others climb,
we contemplate,
“What is time?”

Time flies by.

Sweet night…