That fresh smell of the rainy breeze,
And the sweet taste of metal.

The lamp shadows the empty bench,
Giving life to the trees silhouette.

Drenched in rain.
I wish you were here.
so that I could bury myself in your eyes
So that I could hide in your arms
and to clothe myself in your love.

I’m so lost but within your smile,
I seem to find my path.
Always back to u.

S..S