October 23, 2011

Let it rain - on your inner skin

There is something unaproachable beauty in the the silently pouring rain, on a sunday evening. When the town is sleeping.
And the drops make love with the autumn grass. Sighs heard gently in the dark. Listening to it. And breathing in. Out of the window. Being the only sinner, who throws it's shadow on it. Alone. Whispering sweet words of love and gratefulness.

And first time in a first place. Feeling yourself - being home.

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