I dream of summer storms
raging across fields
of honey-soaked sage.
I dream of cool winds
as they whisper through the limbs
of knotted pines.
I dream of distant shores,
golden and warm
and the sapphire waters
that rush to kiss them.
I dream of a wild woman
with eyes like summer storms,
the laugh of cool winds
and the embrace of golden shores.
I dream of you
and I dream of home.


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