In the land of vivid flowers
And forgotten lazy days
Water sprites are testing powers,
Stars are melting far away.
Though I hear marching drums,and
I can tell it's time to roll,
Yet I linger in the summer
With a minute till the fall.
Yes,I know the tides are drifting,
And a doorway is outlined.
I will keep no vows or gifts, but
Just a dream inside my mind.
I will not be on a run from
Every turn that lies ahead -
Yet I linger in the summer,
With a spell that's left unsaid.
Lingering in the summer
© Copyright: Кристина Девулите, 2018
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