Michael Gutierrez


Summer Time - Poem by Michael Gutierrez

Were talking, The suns about to set
We make planes, the day is not set

I get to see you there
see you smile
with the sun around me

Its summer time
I want you to be mine!

I get to see you smile
see you smile
with the sun around me!

The day comes, dinners now
were half way across the town

I get to see you smile
see you smile
with the sun around me!

I steal the tips
and see your lips

The night ends
with just- a- kiss-


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 18, 2008



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