Pining for summertime while cold weather lingers...
Stepping softly into cold winter’s night
When trees are just sulking ghosts in the snow
Shadows surround me and the cold wind bites
The Earth and I hold our breath, silence grows
We two pale sentries will blossom in spring
Having now gone long with none of your heat
Only your red light can happiness bring
When the weather warms and again we meet.
Yes, on nights like this I long for sunsets
For humid air bathing suntanned bare skin
Just seventeen and in love like the rest
Bottles of whiskey and ready to sin
The nights will be short, the days just too long
For backseats, big skies and soft cricket songs
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