Monday, June 24, 2013

La donna pioggia...

You are my rain
I think that idea is perfect...
Rain rain on my soul...
Rain cold...
Rain warm
And insinuating...too...

Rain as fascinating
As a twinkle in my eyes...glued...

Drops of rain as crossed hearted sigh...
Rain drops falling like fevered high...

Rain as paint job done on posters bright...
Upon which city trained her own daylight...

You are my rain
I think that idea never would go in vain...

You are like God's own tears...
Isabel's too...
Or
Pamela's...

Or mine...

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