Jaycene-Fay Ravenscroft

Summer seeps through the door like honey;

sweet and sticky,

it's golden light dripping from the walls,

as it greets me with a balmy kiss and warm embrace.

Searing the air with the aromatic scent

of hope and citrus,

salty air and wild roses,

Summer lingers for a while.

Perhaps longer than others.

And when it leaves, it leaves us breathless.

Gasping for the cooler air of Autumn.

Until we long for the ardour of Summer again.

~ Jaycene-Fay Ravenscroft