Summer House Of Sin
Summer season was there as the immoral haze moves slowly
Across fool’s paradise with its bright glowing light and its
Melody off tunes in the hearts of those who love you
Wisdom intertwined with sun drops divided their trust
And they may be nothing more then pleasure
Nothing more then Summerhouse of sins
by:sjc
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hmm....
I suppose I misunderstand the message. When you speak of Summerhouse of Sins, does this implicate summer love and lust, or something else entirely?
Still a fantastic piece.
Actually, when I read it again, it makes sense now. I mistook the word immoral for immortal. go figure.
Strong words. the drunken stupor of summer days.
Peace and Love,
Frank
understand LOL
Thank you for making me smile today
God Bless You
Susan Jean