What would be a summer love

I realize that my body melts every day
And dissolves for this hope of short end
Soon start, long middle.

And I melt every time I meet you
In your looks and concerns
Without worrying about me
After all, I will be brief
And we will be soft.

But I do not care now about the time
Of our meetings
Still less the date set to the end of our thing.

I care only that I will sleep smiling surrounded by your scent
Every night after our pleasure
And I sleep fast
As it was supposed to be

[Translation]

Marina Cangussu F. Salomão