Empty alleys dotted with dry colours,
grasses slowly beginning to turn yellow.
Catching crickets at dusk, following the stream of the wind,
leads me to dreams of romance and love.
Wandering around the trees, waiting for the shine of fireflies,
I stop to listen to the river's calming lullaby.
Meeting the summer solitude, so enjoyable and melancholic,
I hope for drops of rain to awaken my heart and skin.
Copyright © Victoria Georgieva | Year Posted 2019
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