You come in summertime, in waves of sensuality,
and open the backyard gate for us to go and play,
you´re sun and flower, water and fruitful earth,
and my wildest dreams blossom in you.
Come again, stay for wintertime,
Huddled under the single blanket of our arms,
Let´s see the world sprout together,
and the asphalt heat up again,
till a new summer comes.
by Juan M.S