Happy, happy rain of your eyes
and the grey sparkled sky
Silent cold shiver of your spine
and goose-fleshed delight of mine
Bronzed wet matted hair of yours
With the smoke and sun in mine
Silver dreams behind your closed eyes
The best of my day-dreams
Splattering, ungraceful,tumultuous wind and rain
Mirror of our desires, unnamed
We wait for the rainbow today
wondering how far off will be, again?
Hot air-balloons in a moon glazed sky
Floating to a land called Away
Clouds float solemnly past me as though at a funeral. The tears have been shed, the window hides in her cloudy veil and the shroud of summer stretches endlessly above. We will mourn the death of summer's insolence a long long time.
PS:
Read: Curious incident of the dog in the nighttime.
Listen: Parachutes, Coldplay
