Temporary Summer

Bright red lips, bleach blonde hair,
The way she moves, she's so fair,
Feel the heat, off her skin,
Afraid to touch, once again.

One of four, her time has come,
Unlike her sisters, the girl next door,
She's the one, lying right next to you,
Not cold or fair, symbol of change or new.

Passion, trust, friendship, free,
The values she holds, truly dear,
Her will is strong, as her heart,
Loving for all she's worth.

The sun it follows, he worships her,
Kissing her skin, white, now bronze,
His rays of light, grace her steps,
Hugging her, with his warmth.

She walks the land, her gift, cool breeze,
Breath out, her season spreads,
She loves, she lives, spreading joy,
A girl named Summer, for a short time.