Summer

[IceQube]

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@IceQube

Sunshine breaches the blinds and floods the room.

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<p>Oh and the third poetry reference … I used a conceit common in John Donne poems (the sun). </p>

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@John Donne

And now good-morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love, all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone,
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown,
Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.</p>

<p>My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres,
Without sharp north, without declining west?
Whatever dies, was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.

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@JuniorMint

@IceQube

this body, this handsome face, this nice smile, this smooth skin, and this great personality, then I’m afraid that I won’t be here forever.

Is this a psychological reference?

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<p>I think I meant it to be a physiological reference (to myself). But feel free to interpret it as you wish :). </p>

<p>And haha for the first minute I was staring at that quote and I even Google’d the quote because I forgot I had written that :p. </p>

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@enfieldacademy

Summer shines in it though with lines like</p>

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“I’ll be loyally waiting, as does the fixed leg.”

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<p>I <3 summer … :). I’m glad you enjoyed summer’s lines. </p>

<p>Initially, I know that summer is sorta presented as a kind of one-dimensional character that only know how to smile or make hearts with her hands, etc. I elevated summer toward the latter half by letting her inner genius *shine<a href=“heh”>/i</a> through her oh so soft and diaphanous epidermis (lol bio again). </p>

<p>I wonder if I could have done more to make summer appear as an intelligent character rather than as a flat character with no charm that isn’t skin-deep. I oddly feel indebted to the character, summer. She has taken a life of their own. I feel an odd sensation of guilt around my throat and heart … </p>

<p>Perhaps they’ll return to CC one day. A sequel :D! Part II :D! </p>

<p>But for now, they’re happy on CC :). Preserved … not on a Grecian Urn … but in binary (another poetry reference).</p>