Poem - A Day In The Life Of Love

the day is dieing
the clouds are crying
the sun is trying
to see them lying
under the tree
with dirty knees
playing keys
and watching the seas
her in his caress
wearing a bright dress
with a care; none the less
her hair is a mess
on this rainy day
in a place far away
in the sand: they lay
everything is okay
here is what i'm thinking of:
this is love.