sweet conversations.

poems.

talking to you

is like walking in the rain

no kidding

and

I'm trying to don't be dirty minded,

talking 'bout

how I get wet the longer we talk,

but there is more,

you know?

you let me walk in the rain

so long

it already feels like swimming

and I am some soft sort of sugar

cotton candy

slowly falling apart until

all what's left is

the sweet taste of

what once was