Summer Love

Breeze so balmy and slow
Evening Sky with a tint of crimson glow.
Nightingales with their musical glory
Singing some age old story
I think of you, my summer love
Your warmth, your serene touch

The ice-candies, the blue marbles
And the 'Chandamama' fables
Scurrying mangoes down the farm
Pretending to race the bird swarm
I think of you, my summer love
Your warmth, your serene touch

It has been years since I told this mold
But something so-special can never be kept fold
Emotions unknown arise
Like an arctic sunrise
I think of you, my summer love
Your warmth, your serene touch