Drinking in the velvet of the river,
Flowing demurely over the sun-worn stones.
Dancing sparkletts of miniscule gnats,
Singing shrill hardly heard songs.
Tendrils of dappled sunlight,
Kissing bare moist skin,
Rivulets of color,
In droplets of crystal mist.
Chittering birds in green dressed branches,
Flirting chirps on the wind,
Breathing the smells of Summer,
In nostrils of wanton cheer.
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