Of Summer Gone

Under louring skies of winter
will I remember those days
sun drenched and flowing
with unbounded joy

your smile, your touch
gone from me now
with angry eye with bitter cry
oh joyous yesterdays gone by

even as the sun shines
and birds foretell new summer
yet I dwell in dark shadows
of an empty heart

could I have loved you more
could I have spoken
a more tender word
kept you more deeply in my breast

you who with the summer fled
my empty bed testament
to those acts that kept us
bonded like immortal spirits

soaring passions assuaged
not with lustful gaze
but purest love known
for but that fleeting summer
And with the summer linnets flown