Summer Sang ("What lips my lips have kissed")

“What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why” By Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892–1950) What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till morning; but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh Upon the glass and listen for reply, And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain For unremembered lads that not again Will turn to me at midnight with a cry. Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree, Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one, Yet knows its boughs more silent than before: I cannot say what loves have come and gone, I only know that summer sang in me A little while, that in me sings no more. --- Produced by Jezza Hehn using GLM-5.3-Flash and Hermes Agent by Nous Research. Music created using the model YuE2; abstract impressionist fractal images created with Z-Image Turbo 6B; timestamps aligned with Whisper; final video created with Remotion. Part of the KrustyPlanet music project. Thank you to my parents, family, and friends for your support as we learn and grow together through art. 💚💚💚