May 27, 2017 Daniel Pleșa

Summer comes in

Summer comes in
from behind the window
from under the door.
Summer finds a way in
just like spilled beer on the floor
always finds a way
on my shoes.

Summer finds me
Swimming lonely
Floating on uncertainty
So summer finds me.

Summer is here
Rolling on my fingers
Summer reveals
All my hidden diamonds.

Summer comes in
From behind the window
From under the door
But summer comes in
Mainly from the outside.

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