Here i am after long, returning with my thoughts cos i have too many to keep in my mind…thoughts about life about relationships and about my love for nature..
as the rain falls and i hear its pitter patter
on the leaves the trees had shed
in the daytime maybe
the sound of the water
and the scent of the soil that’s totally drenched now
there’s also a faint stench of the decaying leaves and grass…
the cicadas call unwittingly
and the intermittent croak of the frogs a little jarring to the ears…
a misfit sound for a moment like this…
why you would ask perhaps
i would say cause of the breeze that’s kissing my arms
every now and then
sweet cool kisses, a reminder of times under a shower
when passion reigned supreme…
i smile cause at this moment the frogs have disappeared
i mean their croaks dont hinder the flow of my thoughts
the chirring of the crickets and the see saw song of the cicadas play on…
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