After all the fire, all the rain, I will be the flame
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"Green Eyes Crying in the Rain."
Green eyes, crying in the rain, Chameleon eyes look into mine, And I'll never be the same. No one else knows, no one else can see But me, Only the raindrops mixed with tears, Reveals the sadness, Reveals your pain.
It touches me beyond words, beyond expression, Brought me to my knees, My confession. I know it's time for you to go, But I can't let you just now, God, don't you know.
Lightning strikes, Thunder booms, Startling me, more than you. You whisper softly to me, You know I hate goodbyes, But that's my cue.
A kiss of your lips, A touch of your face, It's pouring down rain, All over this place. Soaked to the bone, You know- Broken heart's don't have to Turn to stone, Just because of Green eyes, crying in the rain.
Beautiful. I love the sun flare you found above the hydro poles that echo crosses as shadows and almost silhouettes. That flare asks for confessions you found perfect meter in words for. Something endless that comes with a terminable ending.
@thewindupbirdchronicles thank you. When i took the shot, then looked at the capture, I thought to myself...this is Magic. ✨️😎📸 The "crosses" gave me shivers. ✨️
@Montanaman I know that moment, I thought to myself....this is Magic. ✨♥️📷 I love those moments, this is my last time in camera where I had that moment, https://similarworlds.com/photography/black-white-photography/4667917-Where-Wildflowers-Grow-B-W-Photograph
