Be my summer,
Melt the frost,
Of a thousand years,
Be my summer,
Sweet and gentle,
As honey on my lips,
Be my summer,
Ease the sting of the bee,
Placed carefully on my heart,
Be my summer,
Dry the torrential rains,
Ever-flowing from my eyes,
Be my summer,
Soft as the haze,
Of a clear blue horizon,
Be my summer,
Cast your bright rays,
Upon me
©Nicola-Isobel H. 10.10.2011