Under the summer sky, in the simmering golden sun, my mind dances among the stars

Under the summer sky, in the simmering golden sun, my mind dances among the stars, Where memories melt into plays of light, dreams, and burning longings, On beaches where sand is a golden carpet, and the sea sings its eternal song, I can still feel the waves touching my feet, telling tales of unforgettable times. The salty air is a fragrance of the past, bringing shivers of forgotten adventures, While tanned skin glows like a copper garment under the sun, Memories flow like rivers of light, revealing desires that haven’t faded, In the depth of my thoughts, I float, in the webs of summer, my senses vibrate. The summer’s simmer is a spell that wraps the soul in its mantle of warmth, While sandals burn as a testament of days filled with passion, Time stops under the spell of summer, and feet run on magical sands, Leaving behind a trail of stars, like an imprint on the sky of eternal memories. In this endless flow of thoughts and dreams, I let myself be carried by the waves, Contemplating the mystery of summer, a season that lives like an unwritten poem within me, Drawing on the sky of my soul constellations of desires and memories, A symphony of light and shadow, where magic and melancholy intertwine.