Friday, May 27, 2016
In the early dawn, I wake up from a dream of you
Your image in the rain drops that fall to the ground completely vanishes
But in the rain puddles, your image is still there
On dark days when I’m lost in my thoughts
Raindrops with your image seem to fall
Whenever I see the stars combined with you
There is an infinite pain
I can never erase it- never empty it
My rain that is buried with the sound of rain
Your back that is leaving to a faraway place
at May 27, 2016
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