Like Rain!
Kiss of water on the lips,
With the wind through the leafy pleats
I drown words in the sheet.
In the arms of the mackerel in a hurry
I feel your breath in me,
My lungs die without you,
I slip into a whisper with fear.
In the palms I collect memories from the skin,
Your smell burns in your mind,
I secretly paint you in words,
But I don't get my paints.
Beautiful ... In the stars of the song with the eyes,
From woven dream cloth,
quiet
Hidden in folds of dresses ...