To Your Heart's Content

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Endless amounts of Summer heat;

Beating onto my pale skin.

Salty sweat droplets race down my arms;

Now, Bikini's are in.

 

I devour ripe mangos

with sweets that cascade into my yearning mouth.

I consume various fruits 

That i have no knowledge about. 

 

I frolic in the heat waves,

To my heart's content.

In the Summer heat,

Where the rules, to me, can be bent.

 

Oh Summer, please make your rounds.

Bring back your famous ways.

Of course, I keep track.

I always count the days.

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