July

July

mellow like a childhood taste

blue like the illuminated skies that bounce off the tops of high trees

obstinate like a child that does not want to go to sleep

July is counting the days

the cold  kiss of an ice-cream

and the flamingo pink of clouds setting off for a night-flight to meet the day

July

the perfect cry of summer

that wants to live forever

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