Summer Rain

Wasn’t it just yesterday,

with the warm wind in your hair;

a flowing river of silk and sweet cocoa.

Wasn't it just yesterday,

your lips a translucence of amber;

smiling down at my burnished bouquet.

Wasn’t it just yesterday,

our laughter a resplendence;

like million dancing sunflowers.

Wasn't it just yesterday,

our love an ebullience;

of sun kissed farms of golden wheat.

Then why today,

kissing our last goodbye;

I stand alone in this cold summer rain.