By Ria
Submitted by peregrine falcon
Date: 2023 Jul 07
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Every summer

Every summer
feels like the first one,
the summer of 1997.
This summer
I'm again living that summer.
The heat,
the light summer nights,
the music,
the love and longing for You.
And I hear the Nightingale
singing in the night.
Just like in the poem
I wrote to you...