The First Summer Rain

I was born on the side of light.

I have woven your lost smile

from cobwebs, I have absolved

your orphaned night.

Wait for me to resurrect

the first summer rain in us,

until my pain becomes

a cursed mystery.

I'll wake up to your thoughts

I didn't deserve.

I wanted to dream

of a more beautiful lips,

but your smile does not match

the melancholy of today.

Stripped naked from the body,

I am looking for tears

that will ease the fear of the soul.

And there will be no silence

within us that will cast a shadow

on our comfortable consciences.