The August Stars
Oh!
What kind of lovely the stars are in August!
They are big and very bright,
Like eyes full of joy,
Like ripe grapes.
Oh!
What kind of the sky is in August!
And the wind is so warm and kind
The mystery of last flowers’ love,
The mystery of the most tender lips in the world!
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