by:
Virgilio F. De leon Jr. MD
Your eyes are like a summer rain
the only cool thing in this blaze
When you tell me the smallest things
I find myself drawn into your maze
And in the days that you are not around
you leave a mirage that hints of you
And when you are actually here
you radiate in thousands of hue
Your smile is like a sudden storm
capturing me in so many ways
When you tell me those words again
I am alive for days
So here I am whispering your name again
In this silence that I find myself in
Will I see you in this wasteland?
Will you be my summer rain?
04/17/2017 Sykes Shaw 500
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