Summertime is calling; feeling is amazing.
Sky is almost kissed by a cosmic laser.
We no way are lazy; you and I are crazy.
Our essence is easy; our moves are mazy.
The world of joyful journeys lives in our atoms.
And to get in there we just push the button -
It's called a pure intention; it's a wish, but stronger.
We play with time so we will make it now much longer.
But we live the moment; and we know the point.
Love and fear - they're really both sides of the coin.
We once turned it around, so we choose the love's side.
And the fear - it really is a doubt's provider.
Topic(s) of this poem: summer time
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