raindrops came in the cold night of silence amidst the white mist of chaos

they came to seize what they called life

they stayed to teach me the notes to be played

after my thoughts met the blue sky

that they collide with the depth of your gaze

the wind blows changing the rhythm penetrating the skin

with the frozen cold of a new dawn

and my hot heart keeps beating like it knows

as if it were the wet sand before I saw the sun

as if it were the fingertips before rosing your skin

I could be out in the open waiting for the void and the dark

but my voice rises with a breath of life.