Summer Love

Summer love

Some call it a Summer Fling

Some call it temporary 

Some call it a friendship

I call it love

Love has no label

Love has no rules

Love does not know time

Love is free

It's love while the sun is out 

Perhaps

Just maybe

Our love

is why the sun is out

 

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