Seasons: Summer

Dancing in the grass
Oh, to know the scent
Of daffodils, golden
Like the passionate sun.

A lover's heated sigh;
It sounds, and echoes,
Under the pale and dusty moonlight.

Summer's song
It is sung
And we will remember
Oh, remember
The day of tranquil, beloved warmth
As we lay
In the hopes and dreams
Of each other
Forevermore.