It falls
And takes away
The smell of Summer.

It falls
And it washes down
Her light perfume.

How she teases me
She falls in my lap
Smiles at me.

Then she runs and hides
She holds me close
Only to let go.

I dreamed of her
Day and Night
She's gone.

I let her out of sight.
And now she haunts
The very inside of my brain.

She's gone
Like the Scent of Summer

She is the Rain.

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Rain.

by trollonish

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