I kiss the rain, imagining your tears
I catch the wind and hold it very tight.
I hear your voice that passes by my ears
I watch your shadow melting in daylight
I miss the rain, its soft and gentle touch
That spreads my wings and carries for away
I miss your smile, your lure and tempting nights
I seek your desperately in each newbie day
I say good bye the hundreds, thousands times
I squeeze the rain drops slipping by my skin
Though you’re apart, between us endless miles
We find the pleasure, being close in dreams...
I kiss the rain
© Copyright: Екатерина Кривец, 2007
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