Shining sun searing, sizzling, my scorched skin.
Summer summons suddenly, stories set sometime ago
Stories shaped so astonishingly, some say shadowy specter
Silently satisfied I sit, savoring seasoned story-tellers
Steadily speaking so sweet.
Soliciting salacious, sarcastic stories
Some stories sassily satirical.
Searing sun, scorching, smoldering our unshielded skin
Summer sings syrupy songs, songs so sweet soundingly
Symphonic
Smooth, symbolic, and surreal.
Summer sun setting silently
Setting silently summer stars...
Categories:
soundingly, imagination, nature, seasons, sun,
Form: I do not know?