I find the color of summer, when i look into his beautiful brown eyes.
I find the color of summer, when i let my eyes wonder down to his glistening sun-tanned abs.
I find the color of summer, in the light freckles that begin to line his neck, as i softly kiss each one.
I find the color of summer, in the pale pink of his lips, just before he gently presses them to mine.
I find the color of summer, in the vibrant glow that surrounds him when we're together.
I find the color of summer, in him
