a passenger

I watch the rain
washing away the dust of life
and I see you
pouring out your soul on me…
and I shower in your naked thoughts
like a wild bird in a downpour
and trying to hold my heart
which soars 
come and take me
I want to be a passenger
in your secret carriage
I want to touch every nook
of every deviation
and to stop at the unknown crossroads
that wherever I arrive
you will be there


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