'my Summer Love'
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My sweet summer love took me to the beach,
it was just a fling, a crush, a short romance;
but I adored him and my hand did reach,
for this man who had kept me in a trance.
We had come to watch the sunset fall,
standing on a sun warm rock, we embraced;
the sky was changing but it was a crawl,
he held me close with his hands on my waist.
The sky above was pale blue, mauve and gold,
mingling and merging- the sun falling;
love was soon ending with words still untold,
around us a hundred birds were calling.
The golden sun fell into the night mist,
and summer l o v e at last my red lips kissed.
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May 10, 2018
Poetry/Rhyme/'My Summer Love'
Copyright Protected, ID 18-1122-227-01
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted to the contest, Rhyming Poem on Love, Old or New
sponsor, Lu Loo
Second Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019
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