Hot Summer Poem by Natasa To

Oh, hot summer,
in my life it love;
in the mind aims to love,
this moment we meet, how I love.

Hot summer heat seems fun,
Breeze that's cool is but hot summer;
Hot nights embrace us so tight,
Blinding us in the magical moment of light.


June is the summer's day,
with the sun's burning light;
it hots thy once magnificent light,
and turns to mud the Pacific sea.


Oh Buddha, June is hot summer,
hot June the aches just a bit;
the sun is heat, wind can't blow,
this moment's flame, how I like.