like you did it
When the rain suddenly kissed the nose, then cheek, I let it alone, until wet all over the body
It feels like you did it
In each kiss, kipitipkan a dip that is not less wet. Also a handful of longs
After this he will fall. It may flow into the river, or into the open seas
Perhaps he reappears in a cup of black coffee, greeting the morning
Perhaps he's transformed into a pool of water rinsing your body. Then I imagine my hugs hugging you
Perhaps he was incarnate. Float with the wind into the seventh heaven. Spread the news
About the longing of women to the man,
As much as Zulaikha to Joseph
Once, when the rain kisses you, and I imagine in your arms,
Know, the universe is conspiring to plant the seeds of longing in your womb