oh, the rain, when it starts
it vanishes the pain, it polishes
everything; it's empty water
full of secret thoughts
when it comes
the doors of heaven
are thorough-full opened
once more
oh, sweet rain, my skin is so fresh
my hair is so wet, my hands
I can feel them
they are hunger for yours
once again
oh, magnificent rain
I hope you can take me
to distant lands
where the green trees
teaches us to be
still and sensitive
like we have ever been
I made this cup of tea
and the leaves that remain
told me that
we could start together
under the curse
of the rain
hope
there's a flood
in your heart
and all your doubts
can fall apart
washed by the rain
listen to the sadness
the deepest silence
that has ever been
I´m in the middle
of a moment
where I join
every possibilities
namely
that we might listen
to the same cadence
namely that there's
only you and me
love is like tiny drops
coming so far
from the clouds
to hit the ground
and the ground
is waiting for secret waters
that remain deep
in earth and heart
waiting for more
larger as they can be
and we are too small
to meet the inner waters
that come from the rain
aren´t we?
but, love, we shall find them
and join hands in a dream
while inside us
it rains, it rains again
and drops are
the spelling of words
in a simple love poem
