Warm Summer Evening
On a warm summer's evening
I found a reason
Without an evening rain
Splitting time, in a crisis
So many, they go
Without a sound
And I will reach
Then put back
Take my place
Remembering there is only the
To be forgotten
Even shiver if I do
Love was to be wasted
All to be, trusted
Sky clouds and blue
Kisses too
Until the goldenrod of August
Dry fields dusty and dry
I'm the white dove
Alone in a cage
Made of desire
Full of fire
Before a hurricane with no rain
What's my sin
Come again, oh Lord
Please come again
poem by Midnights Voice
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