Summer Rain

Pz-avatarby anon21 May 2020

It was a blur.
You were there and then you weren’t.
Like rain in the summer,
It leaves as soon as it comes.
Strong, passionate, and intense
Then somber and gentle,
until the morning birds sing.
Why must love be like summer rain,
beautiful and needed but short,
leaving the green trees with only a dew to show.