March 09, 2016

Rain...


Rain
Is all over me. 
All over here.
All over my existence. 

Is making me breath
as if I am in front of the gray sea
on a cold rainy day
with my mind sleeping above the clouds. 

A coffee comes to my rescue
And Rain smiles
-The eternal Rain-
As if there's no possible rescue for me.

This mix Rain- Dreamer-Passion
was not decided on earth...no sir. 
-it was mixed way above-
with terrestrial consequences. 

A.

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