summer euphuria

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.