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
