Midsummer Chill Poem by Edgar Eslit

Midsummer Chill



Cold winter had come to last
That agony of our past
When you made wine
Out of my tears so fine
Love not lust seemed to entwine

A season or two
Would come to say adieu
We’ve got to move on, I know
As long as there are reasons
Yes, we can embrace the moon

Isn’t it wonderful?
Others called it desirable
But when your slumber will remember
The spirit of that laissez-faire
Emancipated a chilling smile in summer

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