Floating with the melodies of a windswept summer day,
so fragrant are the kisses blown, that catch me along the way.
Dancing with the emerald leaves, keeping rhythm in their sway,
so thankful to the sun I am, for conducting with his ray.
Drifting with tranquilities, of this most beautiful afternoon.
So vibrant are the colors displayed, each one to a tune.
Every step plucks a different key, casting the daily rune.
Taken by the wind it goes, like sand wisps from a dune.
Rocking with the peaceful song of a solar lullaby,
the curtain of night closes upon a western sunset sky.
Patiently, I wait in the dark, for the moon's expected reply,
anticipating a different song, where the same rules don't apply.
The earth begins her thumping, and the fire is set ablaze.
The moon beats his chest against a reflected solar gaze.
Spirit of the night embraces air with its wild craze.
I dance until I can't dance anymore, stumbling home in a daze.
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