Blue Summer

Spring springs forth with Usain’s sprint Like thunder it bolts in speed of lightning Sullen cold winter lags Out of breath in nature tracks, it gasps Nature re-covers with green grin and lily white smile Bathed with conqueror’s shower, in sunny glory it basks The grown and growing lightened of season burden Clothes and caution thrown to the winds In utter abandon boobs, bras burst loose Like stray dog willing to make home of anyplace: Male’s imagination in horror flight Kindled fire of fiery, unbridled passion To Eden’s couture, the profligate returns Guilty as charged, they bare it all in chagrin shame Was it too cold for comfort or better cold than brazen? Is this a shameless summer Or do we invoke a spirit of another icy cold winter?