Monday, January 26, 2009

June Would Be Her Name

This girl was made for summer
For shoeless days
And wild hair drying in the sunshine
Her scent is something
Close to fresh cut grass, lavender and starlight
Skirts grace her figure making it easier to dance
Easier to take it all off and jump in the water
Laughter follows her
As well as the faint words of songs you long to know
Her words come out in shapes and colors
Dancing around your head
Making it easy to see her sense
And feel her mood
Her infectious spirit spins you
Into frenzied hyperventilation of happiness

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