August came like the breeze
the way love came
in mid March
Made me feel all at ease
Suddenly, it left me drenched
the whole month end,
the way love left me in the rain last May
the whole three straight months at the bend.
Hated playin' the old games.
So now, I waved bye to the old flame.
Oh dear, how I dream of September's breeze
let go of my hand now, please!
Said my hello's to Mr. Sunshine
and wore a dazzling smile.
Will September breeze bring us lazuli skies
and green vivid horizon's to the eyes?
Undertones. Play on words. September. Enjoy! Angel Fizz© 2 days ago • • • •
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