Awake Then Asleep
Summer, darkened off.
Hung yet of o'er
As bright to the core
Nectarine. Peach.
Arboured italian!
Now my pleasure
To share whose leisure
Ripe to ravish
Soft cheeked, alike squish.
When for, so reach.
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