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Summer Thing
Contributed by
IdioticSoul
on
Thursday, 28th August 2003 @ 07:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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The sun scalding my skin Turning my flesh hard and red Vacations with no one by your side Why is summer so reveled? The flings that leave you longing Cancerous light upon your skin His touch upon your lips ..Reaching your soul, a summer thing And when the sun goes down Over that late night grin When the clothes are shed All for that summer thing Will you look back and wonder What all it could have been Had you met them another season Would it be more than a summer fling?
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Re: Summer Thing
(User Rating: 1 ) by TheSpiritx on
Friday, 5th September 2003 @ 12:01:59 AM AEST (User
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An interesting question you pose at the end, and worth a bit of ponderance. I, myself, have never been in such a situation to be enslaved by the fabled summer fling, but the emotion is expressed in your poem, and simplistically, which is most understandable.
Good poem, Soul. Welcome to YPDC. |
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