In the Midst of Summer
Where In My Heart I Am Yours
I felt the sun caress my thoughts of you
And saw your face in the midst of summer
If only I could feel the likes of you
Bringing back the times that I remember
When I was younger and free to be me
You found me quite charming and beautiful
You had me and held me for all to see
The love of your life, indisputable
Then all at once on a warm summer day
While lying closely in the afterglow
Your heart stopped beating and you went away
Never returning to the life I know
Now, when in the sun I keep you near me
Where in my heart I am yours, but dearly
About the Creator
Linda Aubert
Composer/Musician, Lyricist, Poet, Playwright writer from New Orleans, LA pursuing her gifts. Presently, Music Director for two churches and primary Music Artist/Owner of New Genesis Music Company, writing literature as often as I can.
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