The Sky was in Abendrot,
The air was slow,
The birds were chirping ,
And I went with the flow..

Sitting lonely by the window,
Lost in my own thoughts,
The fire in my heat was burning,
Giving my life a drought...

The air changed its speed,
Cool breeze started to wander around,
I was hoping for someone to come,
But my hope definitely drowned......

There came pit pat pit drops of water
on this thirsty land,
Bringing the aroma of emotions difficult to understand......

The feeling of nostalgia conquered my heart,
My eyes could stop its tears from falling apart..

The pleasant smell took me in those times,
where we had Journies with real smiles....

Now you are gone,
But your memories turn me blue...
Making it with that scent of a that petrichor was a mistake,
Now every rain reminds me of you.....


© |S.T.K|