Incredible Summer Voice Poem by Sensuelle Briden

Incredible summer voice is streaming in our blood.
Heat weather is our choice. We don't like all that grayish mud.
We are fans of June's fine art; we dance when July just starts.
And August brings quiet nights and those wild falling stars.

We seat and see the rising Sun; it reflects right in our eyes.
We stand up and jump together till our hands touch the morning skies.
We've come to this point of view as we asked about it our guides.
We just wanted to find the key; and we knew it was deep inside.