< eL Diluvio
Published September 10 2023

Next Year

Oh July!
I knew you were my favorite
And yet I always forget to hold you tight
It is only as you head for the door
That I tell you how I feel
By the fact that we do this dance every year
You must like it that way
Next I swear,
When I hear you knocking
I will greet you with a kiss
Sweep you off your feet
And drink you in
Sing to you
Like you sing to me