Friday, July 1, 1983

Summer Breeze

Streaming over my face and hair,
Undoing its mangled mess of curls.
Mesmerizing me,
Enveloping me in its rhapsody.

Brisk and gentle,
Revering itself.
Encountering the salt and sand,
Entertaining the birds.
Zealous and always energizing.

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