it’s your presence I endear,
your shadow is my shelter!
Your hands I need today,
your smile to take me far away,
away from here, now, the yellow trees.
Your gentle touch I desire
the burning, melting fire.
The storm to destroy my harbor.
Your tears I want to drink
and dream of you, every night,
see your face after every blink
All the winter mornings, nights!
You will be my homeless prayer,
until I find my summer home of stars.
Summer kiss, it is you I miss...
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