In Season Cyrch Chwta My style
The strawberry moon’s in season;
June nights are so sweet a reason
let’s be a bit of a heathen;
A period of deletion
sunlight and stars left uneven;
Due to that dark sky’s depletion
we bathe in a later sunset;
It’s no secret celebration;
Summer sends gentle perfumed air
nothing else can really compare;
Tendrils of flowers in her hair,
into dramatic eyes we stare;
Taunted thunderstorms are so fair,
you can’t control them so beware,
Enjoy fruits brought to the table;
For unstable you should prepare.
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