Drops of rain
kissing my forehead,
my cheeks,
my nose,
whispering into my ears
a sweet lullaby:
that I
also deserve
happiness.
The cold wind blowing
into my hair,
wrapping around my
uncovered
neck.
Hugging me
and pushing away
the dark demons
glued to
my shadow.
The night singing
softly
to me:
“Everything is going to be fine.”