We have arrived in August, and our coquette summer continues with its underlying melancholy vibes. Strange rains and tumultuous storms lend their atmospheric moodiness to a week of emotional tumult. August and its goldenrod hint at changes in the air. In the subtlest of shifts, the sun slants differently now. To buoy the spirits and remind that it’s still very much summer, with almost two months still to come, I present this coquette-lite ditty.
When the day that lies ahead of meSeemed impossible to faceOoh, when someone else instead of meAlways seems to know the way
Then I look at youAnd the world’s alright with meOh, just one look at youAnd I know it’s gonna be
A lovely day
