• nikmarak 10w

    Summer rains

    Denim jeans on summers.
    Blue was the theme.
    The sky showed support,
    So did the neighbourhood.
    Struck by yours beauty,
    I ran and get caught in your dimples.

    Summer rains.
    Call it a scent.
    The drop warmed us when we walk together.
    Together through the streets of the town.

    Summer rains.
    The scent started to fade slowly.
    I wanted the taste of your scent.
    But you never applied the same.
    I longed for the smell.
    But I'll never get it back.

    Summer rains.
    The drops gave me cold.
    For now I walk alone.
    Summer rains,
    Oh! how I wish you stayed the same.
    ©nikmarak