My Summer is Over
I write
as I sip on my red 'merlot' wine
with you never far away
always on my mind
even though
there is no place for me
in your heart
We shared a summer
hot sizzling nights
eyes endearing eyes
and sweaty loving hands
so happily entwined
But like a summer breeze
that we once shared
you drifted away from me
now
so have I been told
you were seen in someone else's arms
passionately giving away all your charm
Days are running away with time
hardly a moment passes by
that I do not wonder where you are
I watched the young swallows the other day
learning how to fly
I shouted and begged them
to take me away with them
away from this maddening crowd
I walk the streets
and try to win some
smiles
but nobody seems to be interested
in this broken hearted guy
So hurriedly they pass me by
each with their own thoughts
faces unknown
my summer has gone
the fields are no longer green
come come my bluebird
and and please take me away
to an Island of dreams.
By beatlu
© 2012 beatlu
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