Summer rain At water’s edge The sunny place before regret Where you stripped me of more than my clothes You held me in your dark desire The one nobody wants to know But you were so beautiful Our time was wonderful Can it be sin When it begins with a smile? The sick romance Then slow decay of Playful lovers in their Lover’s Play Don’t see each other as they are But how they always wanted them ; mirror of Their deepest need ……but You were so beautiful Our time was wonderful When is it sin? If it begins with a smile…