'Summertime blues'
An odd saying, isn't it?
That something so bright
And sun filled
Could be paired with something
So sorrowful
And gloomy
But it's the middle of June
And its rained all week
And you haven't spoken to me
In months
So I can understand why
The sun has disappeared
But I cannot bear to listen to rain
For it sounds too much like
Your sweet pulse
That kept all my clouds at bay
But the sun has gone
And taken you with it
And my clouds
Have all
Escaped.