Cool Rain On Hot Summer Stone....

The odor fills my presence....
Finally, it has been so hot for so long... a late storm blows in. I thought it would blow through, but suddenly I smell the rain - finally at peace. The night has fallen early with the rolling clouds and I feel tears well to my eyes. Everything is so perfect right now, why can't I catch time by the tail and make it stop... .even if just for a little while? I breath her in like a lovers kiss.... flying on gossamer wings back to my childhood, swollen rivers and soaked fields of wheat, the smell of damp earth - a cemetery - dreams and fantasy's dancing from the pines to the mouldering tombs... finally alive! I feel like I will be young forever, like I matter, like everything will be o.k.... a resurrected corpse of a man slowly regaining his true form. I know it will end, the clouds will pass, the rain will leave me.... alone and awake and exhausted I will lie.... hating the morning.
Please don't leave me my little rain.... I am nothing without you....
Oh how I hate the morning
menschfeind menschfeind
26-30
Jul 28, 2010