Drops of Rain

Am alone in the dark again

But this time I can hear the rain

The wind blowing hard on my door

Raindrops splashing on my tiled floor

June the beginning of the rain season

Leaving the house must require a good reason

Like a successful man plans his life

Looking for a rare opportunity not strife

In this period you must be prepared

Like the creator did, when He shared

To every man a destiny and a task

So here I sit, without my social mask

Lonely but not bored to my heart

Longing for love that is of perfect art

Admiring my lover from far away

Wishing for her without knowing what to say

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