A/N: This was written for a summer poetry contest at where it received third place, and I've come to be rather proud of it, I suppose. I thought about summer and basically just wrote about what I saw in my mind's eye. Enjoy!

Dost thou dream of summer fine?

Alabaster waves cascading o’er shores so blue.

Thy freedom rampant, summertime resolve.

Phoebe lingers on eastern horizon

Whilst flames of crimson fade to the west.

Dost thou dream of summer fine?

Skies so resplendent dim to colourless beauty

As nocturne painted before us soon-coming.

But let us make haste, drink in beauty so sweet

That thy silhouette against amethyst in the clouds

Ere those flames devour our world,

This harlequinade of summer’s delight.

Ere our eyes descend to night,

Our dream has but just begun.

Our cadenced song yet unsung.

Ere the dream called summer ends,

And winter’s limbs nettle.

Yea, but that of summer’s dream shall linger

In thy precious eyes, thy warmth divine.

Dost thou dream of summer fine?