July Poem by Ardimus Caldwell

Summer love
brown flow of hair
endless heat
cloud open up
birds sing
we talk a glance of a smile
thy fall frozen
within an icy block
in the summer
i find thee making ice all over me
rain falling
no clouds hovering
clear forcast
thus turning into spring
bring thy love down even deeper
with the season for rain
washing feeling away
ready for summer
once more as the water waste upon thee
waiting for endless heat
brown flow
summer love
nothing but wanting thy sweet
july