When rain came, like innocence...

On road
The rain came
Like innocence
By Her so much blessed
That me felt
She as if
Caressing me to sleep,

On road
Glasses with pearls blurry shone
And me thought
me rode an empty silent road
Only those drops
Falling like slow
Soft visions demur evoked
As if me did not ride
As if the road a music derived...
Like a motion so peaceful
As if me got full
Into Her serene
Like a moist cream...

And dreams...
They came like a trance,
A sleep...


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