The pleasant mist and droplets of the rain
paved its way through the open window pane
to kiss my face and to awake from fantasies
of which I'm fast addicted
Cool spray of love
Always I aspired
Is now touching my soul
To reciprocate I extend wide open my arms
to embrace an entity which sans shape.
I look at my reflection
To make a correction
He is no one else
But is as always: me
Whom I find besides me
So I cross my arms and hold my shoulders
to embrace the trusted and tried friend of me
Who unequivocally is ME.....
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