Warmer Months 12''

by TITAN

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    Limited edition vinyl pressing (translucent yellow) of Warmer Months, released for TITAN's European tour in July 2012. Only 200 copies pressed. Each record is hand numbered out of 200. Hand screen printed b-side. There will be no repressing!

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Limited edition vinyl only pressing of Warmer Months by TITAN. 1-sided 12'' with a screen printed B-side

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released 06 June 2012

Recorded by Greg Dawson at BWC Studios, September 2009

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Track Name: Warmer Months
Sonnet 6

Come young weather, part clouds of jealous cold
Heat the earth and make born of it the dew.
to drink in your warmth, like a breath and hold
Make love, th'unending sun, so start it new.
Immortal season, like Hera calls on:
The moon, a stone, a pearl, the sky's own rose.
"De tous mes souhaits, j'en presse le moment,"
from precious figure, a rare pathos shown.
Soft and unused, old spring's sin bleached hot, clean;
white skin unbruised, so hope, never is lost:
Would summer to age, 'twould make clearer seen:
the depth of the loss that takes from the trust.

Begin without end, the summer months bloom
Inside of you, I found the warmth of June.

Sonnet 7

Inside, again, tempted; tasted her lips
The sun found on the missing coast of July:
sitting black on gold strands stitched to water.
Slept not once, to watch this months hours die,
We spoke but once, to the sun, said goodbye.
Blinded by bring nude heat, drowned in the beach.
Parched I, held hard your thirst 'gainst sand now dry.
wilted seaside; bathos; the tide now leaves.
Twins turn to Leo, would the take from me:
Worth more in heart than Caesar his Rome,
to keep your heart, your skin, remain in dream.
Bear fire, pain 'twixt sheets, to call shores my home.

Thy immortal lust, does immortal last
See eyes, the summer months, in warmer pasts