by Lonnie Hicks
Summer comes but once a year
for many and most
But yours is eternal.
A little bit of it traverses the tiny distance between us
and makes me bloom more than I should.
You have given me a thousand thousand starry summer nights;
You like dancing in the moonlight;
each ballet step you raise high
as all stands still in the moonbeam night;
your form revolving swirls and pirouettes.
My backyard glows with stardust;
the air fills with fireflies;
I sit mesmerized
staring into the wonderland
you create
those eternal summer days
those eternal moonlight nights.
You fly across the sleeping roses
and my heart stops.
Last updated August 08, 2011