under the sun

Shadow shrinks to a dot

By LutherPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

summer solstice

under the sun

Shadow shrinks to a dot

summer solstice

I miss you the longest, dream of you the shortest

summer solstice

One and a half years have passed

not looking back

The first cicada chirping

pushes us forward

summer solstice

every flower

all open violently

lotus in pond

out of silt and not stained

summer solstice

pretty girl

changing skirts

decorate this summer

summer solstice

Long summer is also long love

on the radio

that old love song

already in mind

nature poetry

About the Creator

Luther

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under the sun

Shadow shrinks to a dot

About the Creator

Luther

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