No..not late summer

My Mode

My Spirit

My Flow is like...

snow-capped mountains

dissolving into sea salt-spray

unforgettable like perfume on cloth

like chopping waves that cool the seas,

as shifting clouds with broken sunrays

bounce off my melanin hip.

Please remain calm in my creative storms

You can never confuse one season for me.

Taken@ The Dreamer's Island maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/The%20Dreamer/238/56/20

Done