Kissing Summer Good-bye

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Summer, your last kiss was warm and wet;

 

Like a dog’s tongue across her knuckles

 

Not like other last kisses, yours didn’t make her cry

 

Rather, she ran in the tail of your thunderstorm

 

And washed her hair in a puddle.

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We’ll be seeing you soon, dear Summer.