It's rainy today, I am sitting at home
And wish, that some day all this water"d be snow.
Clean and white, It'll be made by myself...
But all I can see outside now - just rain.
So, I think, water, that falls from the stars,
One day could fall to the Earth just for us.
Water, that pleasantly burns our skin,
One day could mean more that now it means.
For many days my cold heart keeps a hope:
We, one day, could meet not by bodies - by souls.
One day we will not ask "where" and "how"...
It is the only thing I wish now.
15.08.16