In Pain
I feel like ephemeral globules,
created by the rain,
that fall from my window pane.
I reminisce the days of youth,
unmindfully spent amidst pleasures and cares,
May witty Juno or...
created by the rain,
that fall from my window pane.
I reminisce the days of youth,
unmindfully spent amidst pleasures and cares,
May witty Juno or...