The first drops of rain
drawn on the pavement
She spreads her arms,
get on the palms of your hands wet petting tiny
His voice imitates the sound of raindrops on the garden
and between turns angry your waist
rain is responsible for drawing your body with an accuracy
Divine Droplets trapped in her braided hair
No more excuses,
their dance in the rain is not more lonely
She scale clouds approaching
the holy water font
Now drops stop on her lashes,
who would say so, everything looks
clearer
The nature around is painted with watercolors
as the rain continues caressing her body, feeding
yellow flowers on it
and new words to pray to end a story
Smile
PD: I'm about to disappear for a few days, I'm going this weekend to
Dunes with my family and my classes start on Monday (finally).
'm so excited but I am aware that my time for the blog will be severely reduced
, so I left a couple of posts scheduled to entertain
, barely able to promise to catch up with their blogs and comments.
P.D2: The scheduled posts I have left are things that I almost
unearthed, so do not be frightened if you do not look like anything you've read before here
.
A big kiss and a hug for everyone!
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