Once fresh like

Bread right out

Of the oven

Crusty and warm

To the touch

Like a new

Comic book filled

With action and

Adventure crazy characters

Capable of saving

The world like

Lovers only interested

In the simple

Touch of hand

To body but

We’ve cooled like

Those dog days

Of summer after

Anticipated thunder storms

Which knowingly will

Heat up again

Bringing more rain

And eventual Autumn

Sillily I thought

We’d be summer

A while longer