Pleasure of the warm summer rain
Puts us in the place where we would love to be.
Some sites inside of us are pushed by pain –
Stay in my thoughts, you are a beauty I can always see.
Be the touch on my skin like a drop of rain,
Remain the goodness that doesn’t go away.
Some pictures make us move through every pain:
Catch me through this summer night, become my every day.

Kristina
Written in July 2018
Wednesday August 12th, 2020
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