Rain Is Washing Its Tears Poem by Maria Mitea

Rain is washing its tears
from your longing promises
with the spray of the sea
vanishing on lusty winds.

Rain is washing its tears
from your salty kisses
with cuddly shadowy trees
and thirsty green leaves.

Rain is washing its tears
from your sweet words
with poetic unvoiced verses
drunken by unknown love.

Rain is washing its tears
from your burning pain
with the rays of the sun
drops smile in flower beds.