PoeticaL
cluttering the net since 2001

BeautifuL

Thursday, Jul. 11, 2002
It rains here everyday. We are in rainy season. Every afternoon it slowly gets dark in the sky. An impending doom covers us. The whole sky starts to cry slow big deliberate tears. And then it cracks wide open and sobs fully and completely. I watch from my desk. I want to be a part of something that big. I want to go out and tear my clothes off and run around and be one with nature. I want to feel the rain on my face, open my lips and kiss it back. I watch in awe. Like love too quick it comes, powerful, beautiful… Too quick it goes, quietly …

BeautifuL
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