What a fierce sun stares at me today.
The roads shimmer in the air;
the lizards alone enjoy it.
Through my tinted lenses
I watch the girls go by…
Everyone talks of Fall
as if Spring had never been.
The cup of water in my hand
is already warm!
Summer, in Tempe, Ariona.
The roads shimmer in the air;
the lizards alone enjoy it.
Through my tinted lenses
I watch the girls go by…
Everyone talks of Fall
as if Spring had never been.
The cup of water in my hand
is already warm!
Summer, in Tempe, Ariona.