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SUMMER
Skin
a burnished copper
Flaming ochre mane
The white heat of a smile
Cornflower blue eyes blaze
Flaming orbs in her ears
Flowers in her hair
Now
there’s no escaping
Her
sweltering stare
Temperatures soar
with every step
she’s so hot
she makes you sweat
Leaves you parched
You
barely murmur
Welcome her
Here comes summer ~Mayuri Sharma~
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