Melbourne Summer
Posted on Monday, December 22, 2008
Relentless wind and dry heat
trams roll by my aching feet
heavy limbs
an ocean within
A day full of city sounds
nothing like a small town
strangers smile
a friendship begins
caffeine conversations
let the summer in
The last orange beams stretch across the sky
bursting at the horizons seams
a Melbourne summer is all I need
Sundown in the park
swapping stories in the dark
skin that stings
from all the good things
I’m a little girl once again
catching beetles in my hand.
trams roll by my aching feet
heavy limbs
an ocean within
A day full of city sounds
nothing like a small town
strangers smile
a friendship begins
caffeine conversations
let the summer in
The last orange beams stretch across the sky
bursting at the horizons seams
a Melbourne summer is all I need
Sundown in the park
swapping stories in the dark
skin that stings
from all the good things
I’m a little girl once again
catching beetles in my hand.
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