Strawberry
#acorns. Plump, red and ripe,. You're really just my type,. So many forbidden uses,. Before I suck out all your juices,. I'll cover you in cream,. Like something from a dream,.
Beach
When the sand. And the dunes. And the quiet blue. Of still sea. And clear sky. Seem to reach out. Forever,. And the sun scorches. Bleaches, burns,. Beats down,. Warming the sea,. The sand, my soul,.
Snow?! Now In July?!
White and cold. Not too strong to hold. It falls from the sky. It is white and others fall in sight. It falls down to make a wonderful white ground. And everything will get white. Everything around.
Summer Girl
She's got those eyes like summer
That hair flowing like June
She's dancing all night
She's wishing on the moon. Who has her heart. No one. She's as free as the wind.