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Winston Lu1


Summer


At times like sweet molasses
Moist and soft in the air
Clings to skin with static hair
Nice and slow without a care

Then there is a beat
Quick and pounding with a burst
Barely tolerate my body's heat
Don't even know what I thirst

Do I need winter's Ritalin?
Thought I fathomed my rhythm
But here's the dance of summer swing
Exhausted-am I almost young within

Submitted: Friday, June 13, 2014
Edited: Friday, June 13, 2014

Topic of this poem: seasons


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up late listening to music-almost wish I could have a dance partner

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