The days, as they were
I reminisce today
We rose, as we fell
I thought they’d stay
The pepper sprinkled evenings
And the forbidden delights
Taste buds were tingled
As the smoke filled the nights
Was it days or weeks
I can’t decide
But it was without a doubt
The best time of my life
From the 24 hours of the day
The evenings I tried to steal
Waking though the dark
It was almost surreal
Burning tingle of pepper
Slowly faded away
Through the deceitful windows
The dawn made its way
Then came a nauseous morning
with hangover for souvenir
the summer time was over
and gone was the pepper filled air!
