It was  a certain summer
A special Rain
A loving moment
That couldn't be bought again
Remembering the love
Asking the how
Rolling in the moment
One last time...


Oh , do you kiss the same?
Do you make love so glorious?
Would you look deep in my eyes one more time?
The same way as you used to do.
That is ripening in your touch.
To slowly touch your face to hold each other so tight
it has been some time ago.
That at the start of one certain summer;
besides we are not so old to be mystified with flowers;
after... the summer rain;‟*

Debbie Brooks 2014