The kiss of summer

Sun in Gemini

Orkney Sun for blogAA

Against the heat, I have to climb

To drink the air so soft and fine

That my sore feet and too hot dog

Seek, daily in these fleeting months

For she who hides the winter in the wine


In heady breaths of fragrant heat

My lungs draw deep the heated bliss

Now fading like the summer’s arc

Will shortly start to downward curve

And ask me did you drink my summer kiss?

Where this is known alone endure

The keepers of the summer kind

As, stolen, held, orgasmic joy

Is folded over in-breath’s heart

To lie, concealed, in winter mind

©Stephen Tanham

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