Love Poem: She Was a Warm Summer
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Written by: Keith O.J. Hunt

She Was a Warm Summer

I remember her.....
   many a dreamy summer ago;
   as a flower which blooms 
      in beauty all the more each day;
No hues of her could I create
   such wondrous ways
    walking with me
       in some invisible world.....
       with she,
       on some ancient beach ----
       some carpet to infinity;
A sphere so endless ----
       it barely began.....
       as a kiss most sweet,
       it must leave to dull-time,
       as a rose which wilts away to tears.....
But I kissed her again.....
       'neath a lunar lamp,
       a soft tide to tickle our toes,
       beside beauty which blooms all the more each day......