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Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Canon 19



It is summer once again,
the weather is rather hot insane.
It is summer day with tame,
nothing much has changed.

Rain and rain,
the fire sparks with glare,
as the summer that was planned
by you and me, we dance.

I started the song,
dance and sing along.
Full of passion,
full with hope.

I stand in the corner with ease to cope,
mindlessly, I started to bleed.
Oh, I afraid I couldn't fall asleep,
Oh! Where is my summer gift?
Pardon me, missing you is kind of stiff.

Summer makes me count,
the day you make me smile.
Summer makes me shout,
the kiss that was mild.

The mid-summer kissed wind,
as the gift I ever seen,
what is bliss and what is grief?
You are my only summer gift.