Summer

Summer almost gone

Lazy days of sun

Sleepless nights and

Dreams left over

Was looking for the one

Slipped on the moonlight

Lost under covers


Whistling bay breeze

Cresting sea waves

Resting moon bathes

As free as she pleases

Sneaks tween window cracks

Slides along the sheets

Slips into my slumber

Gives me her sleep number


Fresh morning dew

Dialing digits doubting

Fingers fumble 121-1422

Darling, is that you?


Summer almost gone

Dreams left over

Was looking for the one

Slipped on the moonlight

Gone under covers

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