05 March 2013

The Rain Spell

The rain hung in the sky cracks.
Conversations dusk becomes increasingly fierce.
There was a bandage trace of pain.
It swerved across the hills.
Near of the dream season over the trench.

The rain storing secret messages.
About the stars that missing from their cluster.
The leafy trees whispering something.
When the gloom wrap the diamonds in the sky.

And in the cold borders of our hearts, we have written our name on the stem of acacia.

You know, I will never give up to keep you still in my heart. Forever.
Even if the leaves have molt as it ages.
Or the moss have filled the happy box.

Now.
I have to sleep, to keep you alive in my dream.
I will let the rain spell fall on the lakes ripple.

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