as summer burns
as summer scolds
i wish that i should be as bold
and with the scorn
of summers past
a layer that peels
deludes too fast
and in its wake
a softer skin
to remit its course
and fade again
as summer scolds
i wish that i should be as bold
and with the scorn
of summers past
a layer that peels
deludes too fast
and in its wake
a softer skin
to remit its course
and fade again
