Only a Summer Story

I will sing to you

from a wrinkled love note

until you forget about me.

Let tears dry before they fall.

We were only a random meeting

meant for an interlude not devotion.

Unchain your heart from me

and let it know freedom.

I am only a summer story to tell when you’re old.

Take everything that makes you smile.

This song will be ours until

real love erases the melody.

Goodbye was already written

in the firefly stars the moment we met

so we wouldn’t need to say it when romance ended.

©Susie Clevenger 2013

The translation for Chanson Triste which inspired my poem can be found here.

Kerry at Real Toads challenged us with popular songs from the Romantic Era of the 19th century as inspiration for our poetry. Kerry's Wednesday Challenge ~ Songs