I see her barefoot standing there,
in one of her Summer soft dresses.
The woman I love, in Summer soft tresses.
I kiss her mouth, her breast, her eyes,
she Summer sings to me with sighs.
She Summer brings me to the floor,
she loves me now, I love her more.
In Summer's love I'm now embraced,
Summer sweet, sweet Summer taste.
Summer has sweet Summer charms,
as Summer sleeps here in my arms.
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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