the rain is slowly terminating, the sky <br />is clearing up and white clouds <br /> are starting sailing on it. <br /> <br />the first rays of sunshine. <br />are creeping up your face, <br />you conjured on it, the smile. <br /> <br />which he likes <br />the same as <br />the warm touch, of your hands. <br /> <br />these pleasant feeling, <br />now, off in is walking us, <br />like a good drink. <br /> <br /> <br />we are going into the sun..<br /><br />Dagmara Anna AuraDagimar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sunny-spell/
