Summer Skies Poem by Kevin East

Summer skies
When clouds have dried their eyes
And all fierce storms have died
Listen, -fickle breeze just sighed.
And sunshine laughs across your hair
As England bathes in evening air
Upon your lips I taste fine wine
Lending sips from heavens' vine.
And as church bells peal their echo soft
Sunday will reveal aloft
Like meadow dance of happy flora
As summer skies reflect aurora.
Winters' frozen feeling flying free
Red sky smiles revealing tranquility.
Bees humming natures' tune
Serenade the hissing noon
The woman that I'm missing,
Soon, will hold me under crescent moon.
Summer skies
Rivers flow
-But passion will fly
Promises glow,
Then like fashion will die.
And so we walk the twilight beach
No dream is ever out of reach
No sunset ever waved goodbye
Without a twinkle in its eye.
As love returns with sweet surprise
Your touch still burns
Like summer skies.