A late summer afternoon reflection

A late summer afternoon reflection

The purring rain blown in the whole atmosphere
Dripping create vapour that block almost all light,
Summer is turning old and give in to a drunken cloud
The wind is laughing and plying with the day so grey:
Quite is the twilight emerging as clouds are gathering?
Sweet summer rain is creeping in on all of us.

Your breathing spells a whisper and prayer for sun.
The departing day promise to return with sunshine,
The compass of love is turning round and round,
Seeking all on earth, air, stars, and sea;
Trying to find you somewhere around me,
Responding only to your charm and smile
Drawing loves very silent own mystery.

The winds are dying, sun returning to dry the church-tower
I long for a week in reach and warmth of you.
Gentle it would be for us to stretch out in the sun,
Plaited fingers during sleeping innocently
Resting the mind after stressful days
Rising together with the sun moon and stars
Reclaiming the love we share in physical forms.