There's something beautiful,
About thunderstorms in the night
Sounds that light the skies
As the rain falls and slithers down my window
Almost hoping it can last forever
These moments where nature embraces
Wanting to give my soul away
And ask it to tell me its secrets and desires
But this cannot be,
And as much as those drops
Seem like the skies stretching its arms
To feel my pain,
They are not warm like tears
And the clouds above are much too far away...
Copyright © Juan Antonìo Thomas, 2004
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