Oasis
Your gift is to move me, to roll me with rhythm
like wind through the windows and road under thunder
Your voice in vibration in speaker sensation
Summer has found it's theme song
Heat humming humid, sweet perspiration
Found my own voice in complete liberation
Belting my lungs to the open air patient
Hitting the notes hard and wrong
You are my oasis in summer vivacious
Crunching the rhythm with promise envision
Found you cathartic, connect me electric
Summer has found it’s theme song.
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2005
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