Summer comes but once a year
for many and most

But yours is eternal.

A little bit of it traverses the tiny distance between us
and makes me bloom more than I should.

You have given me a thousand thousand starry summer nights;
You like dancing in the moonlight;

each ballet step you raise high
as all stands still in  the moonbeam night;

your form revolving swirls and pirouettes.

My backyard glows with stardust;
the air fills with fireflies;

I sit mesmerized

staring into the wonderland
you create

those eternal summer days
those eternal  moonlight nights.

You fly across the sleeping roses
and my heart stops.