The last of the summer wine

We drank the last of the summer wine
knowing our days were numbered
Holding each other tight,
the game of love no longer within our reach
Strength had subdued,
but the fire still slumbered
How I loved you,
cupping your face within my hands
Pressing soft kisses upon your skin
No matter how hard life
would come down upon me afterwards,
right there and then we had magic
and no one could take feeling away again
As we sat upon the porch
in the late afternoon sun
I studied upon every detail of your face
as to remember it always
and to still have your near
in my lonely days
Sweet days of summer
creating memories of you and I
How I wish we could have lasted forever
instead of facing this premature goodbye