Let Me Be Your Summer

I wish to be your summer: sweet eyes of honey gold.

I wish to be your water: blue peaked waves crashing coast.

I wish to be your castle: shells, sands, kingdoms so bold.

I wish to be your sunset: colors to drink ‘n’ toast.

Let me be …not your winter, its shivery ice stance.

Let me be … not your autumn, its trees orangey rust.

Let me be …not your friend, nor family, nor lost chance.

Let me be your summer … always, a place of love ‘n’ trust.

Thanks for the days, dear love, of great laughter ‘n’ sweet dance.

Thanks for the nights, dear love, of pale moonlight ‘n’ soft song.

Thanks for the stories, dear love, of years not left to chance.

Thanks for the dreams, dear love, of only us all along.

My prayers to the heavens … may our love be gulped – not sipped.

Let me be your summer always … our lives forever well equipped.

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