Invitation

Sometimes 

Even 

the wind 

whispers secrets to the sun

And the moonclouds 

know exactly 

what the rain is for…

And i wonder

What our dreaming is for

And i taste you

On my finger tips

And feel you

In my skins

And sometimes…

Any time… 
This time…

The only time…

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