Summer Of Your Hair
I wish that I was wherethe Summer in your hair
only a dream once upon
A time
Where my fingers were your comb
Sublime
Were the waves you let me feel
So beautifully unreal,
With all the subtle nuances of
Infinite caresses
Found in such signatures, my love
The heaven of your dresses
Was all, you wore my care
Every breath was drawn
To return anon
To the Summer of your hair.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2014-08-28 at 22:53
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