Patting your hair,
I see the sunlight
Stroke it gently,
And yet another summer day
Starts for us.
We are still together,
A combination of soul components
And body parts,
And I inhale the scent of your skin
And drown in your soft kisses.
The summer -
The last summer of the era of peace -
Touches us slowly,
Taking away our drowsy thoughts,
And I dive into the purest ocean
Of your arms.
A Wilderness. Part 4. Patting your hair
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