that pain, which woke up from the depths
of the heart, emerged in the last
o'clock of night somewhere
under your trembling
eyelids, that
was my
love, even willingly, you couldn't forget me,
entire night, you've looked me in
the mirror of conscience !
in the environs, the
dripping dew
droplets,
created new definitions on the delicate - -
petals, drop - drop passionate
moment, perhaps, written
some beautiful verse
of our affection,
I know - -
you couldn't sleep a moment, just waited
for a mystical soft sunshine - -
* *
raindrops
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