It was my own fault.
I cannot blame her.
she told me up front
she was a sprite
her vehicle the summer wind.
but I bacame intoxicated
on her lightness of being.
I thought if I gave her
all of my heart.
her flirting soul would change.
But her eyes sparkle
her laugh like windchimes.
she said I am the summer wind
my breezes are warm
stirring the grass,
bending the golden barley,
filling the breath of man.
my heart skips across
the world
But it cannot stay.
I have loved you
but now I must blow away
always remember my love
you were loved
by the summer wind