Rain

then
it comes the rain

again
it comes the rain

in my brain
it comes the rain

and
it comes the rain

in vain

Postcard

Yesterday I was at the beach.
It was the end of the afternoon
and I could feel the breeze
in my face.

The waves were small and calm as I was.
There weren´t clouds in the sky
and I could see
the horizon while
birds were crossing it.

The weather was warm and dry.
Blue light was the sea
contrasting with the white
sand under my feet.

I thought that everything was perfect,
but you were not there for me!