I see her barefoot standing there,
in one of her Summer soft dresses.
The woman I love, in Summer soft tresses.
I kiss her mouth, her breast, her eyes,
she Summer sings to me with sighs.
She Summer brings me to the floor,
she loves me now, I love her more.
In Summer's love I'm now embraced,
Summer sweet, sweet Summer taste.
Summer has sweet Summer charms,
as Summer sleeps here in my arms.
Dear Steve, you look at the world with eyes and heart of a musician. I hear your music in all your poetry. As I am myself tonedeaf, I appreciate reading the words that turn me into a musician myself. love Joyce
Dear Joyce White; You're very kind. I'm so glad you enjoy the verses. In grateful and happy. :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Charming summer nicely personified.
Thanks Khalida Bano Ali. I'm grateful for your kindness.