( CYCLE : LOVE TRUE OR NOT TRUE )
The rain fell on us
Warm and voluminous
Jingled and rang raindrops
Like silent children’s cymbals
We were completely soaked
We huged each other tightly
Our love laughted softly
Flowed from heaven into our hearts
Shivering into the nooks of our bodies
Like a delight
Shame lessly naked pleasure
Soaked into us
Plywood us with each other
Universe rejoiced with us
And with us rocked
It was no longer known
Whether it was the rain’s murmur
Or the beating of our hearts
And throbbing of blood
The sun shone from behind the clouds
Among their thin wells
The echo of cymbals wandered
On the sun’s rays
Flowed down to us
A smilling echoes
Of our long desires
Crickets cycals among grasses
From afar church’s bells rang
Whether it is waking or dreaming
The two together dance
Entwinded in their arms embrance
( February 4, 2025 )
