Lemonade

Zemde

Lemonade is the flavor

of bright golden sun

and the cotton white clouds in the sky

when friends would come stay for

a sit in the grass

to watch pairs of strangers glide by

a squeeze of the heart

a pinch of sweet thoughts

and the sunset that made a man cry

a cool draught in store

for the dry season's heat

the sour-sweet song of a sigh

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