In summer I’m the queen

Among the golden tints of summer glow,
no more cold or winter’s rain,
no springtime leaves of green,
autumn’s beauty days are slow,
but in summer I’m the queen

naked under burning skies,
lazy, murmuring bees
wait only for domestic news
of love and flowers and babies,
while the outside world vanishes
under summer’s heat haze

the summer breeze kisses my hot cheek
on a night so warm I can’t sleep
with your body so close to me

my eyes and ears learn your secrets,
my lips will tell you mine, then love,
there’s a million stars at night
each one shining on its own.


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