From ice water's nest ascends the strawhat,
Pumping pastle-esque glitz upon dead dust,
Exhaling fresh breeze which songbirds caw at,
Thus summons the citric zest of summer.
Grass blades glimmer in war against warm wind,
Waves shampoo deep desert dunes of cool flames,
As rays of light ignite man's heart and skin
Nostalgia joy floods life's conscious veins.
Straw unbinds as depths engulf lime colour,
Nature drowns in neutralised winter's touch,
Streams of silver transform darkness' smother,
Human's bed love in pale light isn't much.
Earth decays and slumbers in icy moon,
But summer sun breathes life for next day soon.