Today, while sitting aloneGazing the blue skyWith lenticular clouds aroundAnd meandering shapes
Any resemblance to living or dead is purely adventurous...Her aromaCarried with ZephyrStirred the bloodAnd deluged the emotionsHer sensationTo relived the pastOut of a clear skyIt started to rainCrippling her reflectionsThrough the spectral colorsFor the last timeI saw her