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Best Poems About / On SUMMER
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TWENTY Summers Die
The smell of fresh cookies i inhaled so deep
All of my senses excitable at hand
For such a moment of passion the young men weep
I have her at my command
The smell of fresh chocolate chip cookies
The taste of hot caramel before it reaches the apple
Shall i compare thee to a summers feast?
Thou art more delicious than a fresh cooked beast
Suddenly she kisses me hard and i fear
she's the aggressor and im just a deer
Suddenly she leads me by the hand to a bed
Suddenly I am reborn I dreampt of being dead
20 summers pass and I recall the scent of ginger
20 summers pass and her memory does linger
Will i never have 'her' to swoon over again?
Will i never again become intoxicated?
20 summers come and pass me by
20 summers die
Soon so will I
Z ether of z girl is not just sex
Or a kiss, or one lone sigh
It is a moment I held her once
Frozen in my minds eye
20 lovers come and pass me by
20 hearts smile and wave as they fly
20 summers die
Soon, so very soon,
So shall I
BEAU GOLDEN
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A Parfay'ed Summer's-Spent....
A parfay'ed summer spent on the outter reached, beach of sand...
Tidal waves of passion is neatly a'near at hand.
Parfay'ed cones of icecream dripping to my mouth...
Wind swept towards my face-commeth' from my South.
Sunn'th days of heat emeshed upon my face...
Sitting by idl'y, watching of all thy busied unanchored sail boated race.
Foam'ed liquid water spraying all about...Listen to all the happy
children's laughter-screams of many a joyful'd shout.
Seagulls dive to water-trying to catch a fishy, foodly catch...
Those heated days of Summer...Can be so far, unmatched.
Bikinied girls of Summer, unequaled, my happied eyes...
To look to Summer's female'd fare, Lovely softened thighs.
This fondly Summer memory should stay close to my own heart...
Forever with and before me-Never leave, or sadly to depart.
Summer remains nature's forever lasting, lovingly remembered art.
Michael Gale
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Summer Nights
Summer nights are so clear, yeah I know I want to live like this...days went by and the sun went up and down.
Yeah I remember, the summer nights, it was clear just like an open sky.
Fire was burning with a couple of friends, yeah I know I had a good time.
Well that sun went up and down, yeah I remember I had a good time.
I wish it would never end, but your smile is what I remember the most.
Summer nights are so clear as an open sky, I just wish it would never end.
But when the day is done, you know it will be a summer night.
Well don't you just know, that I remember the summer nights with you.
Yeah my heart fell in love with you.
Summer nights, is what I tressure the most..yeah I know your the deepest part of my heart
I will always be there when you need me.
Max D. Hornbogen
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The Spring time of my first loving,
Finds yet no winter of removing;
Nor frosts to make my hopes decrease:
But with the Summer still increase.
The trees may teach us Love's remaining,
Who suffer change with little paining,
Though Winter make their leaves decrease,
Yet with the Summer they increase.
As birds by silence show their mourning
in colde, yet sing at Springs returning:
So may Love nipt awhile decrease,
but as the Summer soone increase.
Those that doe love but for a season,
Doe faulsifie both Love and Reason:
For Reason wills, if Love decrease,
It like the Summer should increase.
Though Love sometimes may be mistaken,
the truth yet ought not to be shaken:
Or though the heate awhile decrease,
It with the Summer may increase.
And since the Spring time of my loving
Found never Winter of removing:
Nor frosts to make my hopes decrease,
Shall as the Summer still increase.
Mary Wroth
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