Summer, blowsy with spent heat,
leans eagerly against the first whispered winds of autumn.
Words of desire, of surrender culminate
as cooling begins.
Copyright/All Rights Reserved Audrey Howitt 2011
Sep 20, 2011
Sep 20, 2011 at 1:39 PM UTC
Summer, blowsy with spent heat,
leans eagerly against the first whispered winds of autumn.
Words of desire, of surrender culminate
as cooling begins.
Copyright/All Rights Reserved Audrey Howitt 2011
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