As I walked along the Meadows
I gazed upon our tree,
The one that looms upon the hill
The one where you first kissed me.

I reminisced about that kiss
And Savored your Embrace,
Remembering your Loving Touch
As a Rainedrop kissed my face.

As the Raine caressed my Face
and the wind whispered to my Soul,
I heard your Voice call out to me
When the Thunder began to Roll.

I stood there in the Evening Raine
Needing your Embrace,
The Thunder Echoed out your name
As the wind Embraced my Face.

I stood there waiting for my Love
to come running unto me,
To wrap me in her Loving Arms
And complete for me my Fantasy.

This Poem I write for the one I Love
Her Beauty and Soul Uncontained,
I love the sound of her Angelic Voice
I Speak of a Summers Raine.