Wednesday, April 17, 2013

ah...this rain...

Ah...
this rain...
she comes to soothe me
cool me...
wash me off all the pains...
and
i think
she has worn a greenish algae
upon her
this evening...
and she has jasmine
all over her...
aroma...
she just arrives
with a scent of her...

Ah...
this rain...
she soothes me
by her cool temperate feel...

a potboiler
she the serene seals...

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