What Are You To Me?
You are a summer’s day,The sweat between my brow,
The salt upon my back,
The beads along my chest,
And the fire in my loins.
What am I to you?
I hope a summer breeze,
The wind along your hair,
The grass beside your feet,
The flowers in your hands,
And the light in your eyes.
Poetry by Sameen
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Written on 2025-11-28 at 14:57
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