Upon a Hot Summer Day

Parched and longing to float in

The green tropical pools of your eyes.

The spring rain of your gaze

Renews me like a cool sip from a clear brook,

All the meadows of my imagination

Erupt with explosions of wildflowers

And green grasses lush my soul.

Wash over me with your deluge,

Clean the dusts of regret from my memory.

Each moment spent shrouded in your mists

Is a welcome eternity outside of time.

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This blog is updated by a guy who’s overweight, silly, Liberal, spiritual rather than religious, infatuated with beauty and grace, musically blessed, and always changing.

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