Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Summer Dream

I've come to Italy to roam

The length and width of the whole boot

To find you, right now I'm in Rome

In a garden in your pursuit.

A threatening thunderstorm passed by.

Now a warm, sunny day does please.

White puffy clouds dance 'cross blue sky.

Sweet scent I smell of citrus trees,

Which the birds and the bees do share.

On my guitar I strum the sound

To float on breezes through the air,

And hope you'll hear we two be bound.

Just so you know, I'm dreaming of

This summer we will fall in love.