I need a touch of flower,
Gentle petals,
Feeling of my breakable
Existence or my fragile soul,
Feeling of you there, in the rain
Drops are covering your hair,
You cant see me , my voice is
So far away from your silhouette,
Is that my water lily in your hands?
Little crystal drops cover its chalice,
Mirroring my eyes fixed at you.
My water lily is shining in the morning
Always, when you are ….gone.
--n.nour --
-- October-013 --
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