Escape me to Summer

Summer is the party dress of seasons;

A cool clear sea

washes summer heat

from glistening skin.

When evening wraps its magic cloak

around star-speckled shoulders,

an electric charge ignites

a summer flame.

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Watch it flicker to

a breeze of breathy romance, or

a foot-tap to music in open air,

while a percussion of ice-cubes

clinks in glasses and

bubbles of laughter and fizz

merge in a haze of harmony.

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The song of summer distracts

gravity itself,

As a myriad of feet lifts off the ground

and dances in step to a sound of

intoxicating drumbeats.

Even time pirouettes anti-clockwise

infusing stiffened limbs with youth

and lifting lips to soften ageing features.

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Lift, lift and lift me up, summer;

for all too soon, cascading

chills of winter

will curl our bodies into blankets

for warmth by hygge firesides.

The clock will tick again

to goad time

and summer dreams will distort reality

in the most rational of minds.

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And I will allow this, I will submit,

because you light me up when you wear

the sultry party dress of the seasons:

Summer