S-ummertime memories of the past, melon balls swirling
in a cooling drink.
I-magining so many children in a shimmering pool,
yelling excitedly in their early June freedom from school.
G-ifted, though I was, with you, I let go of you.
H-olding close those summer nights of your moonlit face,
embracing me on the soft dunes, my heart hurts,
my love of long ago, how could I have let go of you?
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