My dear rain
My dear rain,
here you are again! Flow, flow , dear … as you always do it! Let it flow on my window’s skin. I think, that even if she’s not admitting, she likes you. I won’t tell anybody that you are back again, so do as you wish.
Oh look: time is flowing; you must know something about flowing. I will stop here today. Anyway there is not much to say. I’ll be finishing my decoration these days and be ready for the next season. Like always but a bit more red. And foggy ! I forgot about Fog. It will be here in time. Heavy, thick and milky, it will embrase all the garden. As an honor guest. Like you!
Don’t be jealous ! Your place will never be filled by anyone or anything except you. I really have to go now. Kiss ya and be careful, not to lose all your drops !