Summer

Hurrying through the door, walked into my life,

Late though he was, just perfect was the time.

I could be mad no more, and damn that smile

Oh boy, I knew it right then, I was in trouble!

Room full of people, but of all, life was at our table

She sang and danced, she loved him so, I could tell

I whispered to her under my breath, "Not letting him go"

He looked at my coffee and said, he likes his coffee hot.

I wonder when the walls came crashing down

and frosty glacial in my chest had a meltdown.

Opening up to him, I felt naked inside my clothes.  

He put his hands on mine, oh god he knows!

I slipped and I tripped until I couldn't help falling

Watch your step he said but caught me nonetheless.

Life, she played her tune and he knew, it was time.

Music that filled the room, was now only distant echoes.

Summer took my leave and with him, his silly jokes
Hot coffees will never again be warm enough for me.