"lacramioara" poems
Fall rain whispers
Comforting my soaked heart
There isn't any sound more beautiful, graceful
In this instance
Than the raindrop sound
Hitting the roof of the car
Gently
Announcing the change.
The chilly emotion encourages dreaming
Opens the heart
Dances along with a soothing nostalgia
And I feel real, passionate.
In touch with my own being
I feel alive
And not just living.
Poem (C) Lacramioara D. Jucan
Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 11:05 AM UTC