SUMMER, RAIN, SADNESS

I'd like to think that
In the summer sky you are hidden
High above the soft cotton clouds
And a drop tender
Caresses these cheeks that
Have long been tear-soaked
And a few more drops
Your gentle hands caress
And efface the eternal grim
The melancholy and suppressed sighs
The sobs long before
All of them refresh'd
Like rain you pour forth
In this summer of our mem'ries.