Summer: All of My Years

A certain sent hung in the evening air,
as if heaven's sensual breath fell upon us.
Flowers and tears, among many sweet touches,
surrounded the path we unconsciously followed.

We dreamt of tomorrows that flooded our hearts.
Hope poured from our souls like honey.
We never once thought that we would part,
we dismissed the fact that the summer would end.

With an eternity past, I could close my eyes
and in my mind I would be here.
Surrounded by flowers and tears, and many sweet touches,
among where I'd choose to spend all of my years.