The rain falls

in Freewriters16 days ago

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The rain falls softly, dances on the ground,
an ancient murmur, a sincere song.
Aroma of coffee, in the breeze it settles,
in each drop, a whisper that increases.
Seasons of love envelop us,
Under the grey cloak, our dreams soar.
Nocturnal arcane of guarded kisses,
shared secrets, enchanted silences.
For ever and ever, so we remain,
deciphering life in the eyes of others.
When I discover worlds, at the end of your neck,
an eternal universe emerges in flash.