There was once a summer,
lost in the folds of time,
where, no one knows,
has existed happiness.
It has appeared only for us,
Never affected by daily hardships,
always shielded from world’s rust,
has remained in our hearts
and we know will not disappear,
even by the collapse of our bodies.
Nothing can end such a love,
born in hot winds, baptized
in fresh rain and crowned,
as blessed by the skies,
on stunning and mystical lightning.
Published in Free Lit Magazine, January 23, 2018, The Bildungsroman issue.