Bayar: Gods earth.
The summer shapes do shade the summer lies
The big blue eyes, the lips of honey and hair as soft as the sweet sunrise
The summer body of fruit and of soul doth sleep in the summer mind
Does escape like a wreckless find
The summer sun has yet to become the whole universe as it lights the night sky of my heart as it whispers and tears me apart
The summer body does sizzle as it laughs, crackles as it crys and oozes with love like summer berries and peaches under the midnight sky
Does glisten like lanterns, does smile like the cool cat under the lids of my mesmerised windows
Under our pockets, under our paper
Like a bird of free will, of innocence and love
It does soar above the blue sky
Above our limits
Under our reach, over the sea
The summer body is written for us like Gods earth was written for you and for me.
By Maryam Alsaeid x