I
Shades the earth
And insects dance
To the heat
Step two by two
Along the fallen leaves
When whistles fill the
Air of banjoes and
Toe-tappers;
Summer’s den
Open-
II
Relations with bird’s
Sweet glances
Wake you up
In the sweat of night
So brightly
And ends
With a burn
Daylight fills the senses
Of lecherous dreams
And wants-
Of nothing and all
The time to live-
To aspire and dream,
Love, create, lounge
And do nothing,
Just nothing
At all.
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