A Rainy Afternoon

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Seems fitting,

comfortable

familiar words

she comes instantly to mind.

 

A romantic movie

brings me tears

I know

we cannot always be the same.

 

Yet how often do we

pass the reality of our world

inside the dream-swept nature

of someone else with an imagination.

 

We read books, we tell stories

listen to laughter

celebrate victory and dismissal

when while we constantly age together.

 

We are still apart like today,

the rains outside,

intrigue the mystique of sweet

reverie within the scope of passion.

 

I want sometimes, I wish, you might

see me in the rains … again.


~ finding my way, a personal journey ~

for Zelda

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