we met in the rain, when it was summer.
your blue hat and your black sunglasses,
i remember it all to well.
you picked me up and we drove.
drove far away,
chasing our summer euphuria.
my wine-stained shirt and your wine-stained car.
we drank until,
our body had to do the talking.
they talked softly,
but they talked heatly.
it was summer, when we met in the rain.