summer 83 & peaches

midnight

the moonlight was touching us.
we were meeting again under the dark sky,
the calm breeze.

leaning in the balcony,
i stared at you, you did the same,
we both were nervous.

then, inside your room
it was dark, the window open,
and the curtain was flying.

i felt protected wrapped in your arms,
i felt the desire when we finally touched,
and i knew it'd be over soon.

call me by your name,
and i'll call you by mine,
oliver, elio, elio, oliver.