Summer slept in your voice

Remember how summer slept in your voice When autumn ambered the laurel leaf, Warm mimosa words awoke Sweet beyond belief. Remember how drowsy boughs of air Fluttered a butterfly leaf when you spoke, And summer sleeping in your voice Suddenly awoke.

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