That time…summer

Now is that time

when melting has a sweaty meaning

when melons are heavy with taste

peaches spread smiles all over face

Now is that time

when the sea is blinking her eye to me

the hot sands make me pop in the waves

the shells scratch a castle or two

Now is that time

when melting has a sweaty meaning

and breezes are a salty caress

4 thoughts on “That time…summer

  1. Lokesh Roy

    When melons are heavy with taste as well as when….breezes are a salty caress xxxxxx it transports one straight to a Carribean island !!!

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