on a shiny sunny
second day of summer
i pull the covers over
my head in the middle of the afternoon
and hide from a life
without your kiss
it's not even
july yet but
the days are getting shorter now
won't be long until
november crashes round
my head in groans
second day of summer
i pull the covers over
my head in the middle of the afternoon
and hide from a life
without your kiss
it's not even
july yet but
the days are getting shorter now
won't be long until
november crashes round
my head in groans
Sunday, June 22, 2003
copyright 2003, Michelle Lynne Goodfellow
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