🌹🤎The raindrops are slipping
On the transparent glass
The glow of my mind fades
In the mist of your absences
Where did you go sweet memory
Without you I risk wasting away
How to write, without my reason
You are my inspiration
The one that flows over this window
That I feel with all of my being
My heart, my soul, my passion
Have you lost the thread of our connections
And this pouring rain, which lashes
Like this resource in my veins
Makes me think of you, sweet poet
But this silent noise is holding me back
I'm waiting here for you to come back
Impatiently with all my being
Of your words, I will make mine
So that I can write again, maybe
And when the day I will give birth
Magic poetry, out of my soul
The rain will stop behind the window
Saluting your feather, in its most beautiful frame.🤎💖💗💞💘💓💕💝
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