@Yokzy 15 September 2022

The rain that welcomes longing You will always remember that sentence I don't know when you were lying in the blanket you liked the most When you see the purple wine swaying in your glass Or when you see the pen moving in your hand without a word I can imagine as if it will happen in the future Many are alone You will be busy diving and bringing up the taste Tasting it little by little And you will know that the taste has changed It was only yours a few years ago Then you will miss the moment "How can I smile like this?" You will only ask in your mind In the falling rain, you will miss me Like how I feel today The cornucopia seems to have no end