Sitting on rock by ocean cove watching
waves sparkle in glow of sun, heart beat
within the bind of thoughts, swim across my
mind, days of youth of summer time.

Sweet song of salty waves hitting rocks
below, bring back time when blossom
smelt like perfume, with wine, red rose
laying upon sand of yesterday.

Swiftly, storms pass with autumn appearing
memories written down, in letters tied
with satin string, weathered, by years locked
away safely, in a box by cove of never ending
summer remembrance.

Sweet embrace, blissful nights, bashful under
darkened skies, my love, my first, my youth
of years gone by.



(Sweet Whispers of Summer Romance)


By Derena
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