Summer Days

The music played loud
While I died from the heat
I watched them in the garden
Where sun and water meet.

The grass was soft and wet
A bucket of water was dumped on me
All of you laughed by yourselves
We were separated; I and we.

Then you happened to pass by
You beckoned, seeing my so forlorn
I approached; I must have been a sight
Drenched and soaked; wet and worn.

I closed eyes against the cruel sun
Though it meant I couldn't see you
I felt your cold hands on my cheek
As you leaned in sweetly and kissed me true.

Now when the sun I hate arrives
Too blazing and hot as anything may
I lie back and think of you
And the kiss you stole that day
That's how I fill my summer days
Wishing that time was today.