oh, summer, your love <br />endured for a while. <br />it was in the spring, <br />i was in the winter, <br />missing love, <br />missing life, <br />missing hope. <br />then you were there, <br />holding me, <br />reassuring me, <br />telling me <br />you cared. <br />where did you go? <br />i hoped you were real, <br />not the dream you seemed <br />to be. i was wrong. <br />i touched you, and like a mist, <br />you were gone. summer, how many nights <br />have i longed for your forbidden embrace. <br />but you were gone, and have stayed <br />gone. <br />come back, summer. your golden hair, <br />stirred in the breeze; <br />your laugh, <br />the sound of birds in flight; <br />your joy, <br />dead and cold, now. <br />summer, your life is gone. <br />return to me, summer, my love, <br />lest i too perish <br />in cold.<br /><br />James Grengs<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/summer-6/
