You Present Sperti Showers.

This time no one looking for love.

The warmth of Him in the stillness.

Drizzle.

Quite a pleasant evening to walk in the drizzle.

The water in different forms – liquid as rain and solid as snow – are the only connect between the earth and sky, apart from the omnipresent atmosphere.

Memories between me and you, my lovely..

A poem in haiku sequence.

Written: May 2010.

Sometimes interminable drizzle that brings peace of mind…