And August Was His Name… 

LOVE QUIRKY

August…

Heart drowned in disdain…

When July tore my pride to pieces,

The summer dews like tears of June,

Await to fall on mid September

My love will stay as cold as winter,

Missing your smile that springs eternal hope

Be nice to me dear August…

In your arms, I want to rest.
(c) quirky

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