Poetry

There is something to summer nights
that makes me think of you
and I am expecting something special
when my heart gambols wildly
and away in my hidden thoughts
your love did penetrate deeply
 
but sometimes like now
there is pain in the remembering
of how things can go wrong
but still your image keeps unfolding
 
and how much you are able to hurt me
is maybe something for another time
as love does forgive and does change the recollections
so that a person does just brush things aside
 
while constantly I do hope and trust
and always do see you with new eyes.