Dizzy Summer Nights
belong to us
like shimmering waves of memories
in the darkest time of our lives.
clouds of darkness
engulfs us
in mesmerizing
moments of life.
No beginning,
No end,
No pleasure,
No pain.
there is no star
upon this shining dark times
of many a dizzy summer nights.
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