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by: Iolanda Scripca

 

I am Summer

Nobody can deny

The stage is ready and feathers fly

I turn and turn

Obsessive pirouettes

Warmth can't hurt me

Because I'm Summer

Leave the curtains drawn

Blown by Santa Ana Winds

Hummingbirds on my ears

Shells on my caressing breasts

A dizzy dance with time

Goes on and on and on...

At least I know who I am

I am Summer

I fade away but I'll come back again...