Rain. And solitude. Memories abound, echoing around in summer shades of night. Dark night. Darker music. And a refreshed awakening- a re-attempt, at tightening cords, at awakening a numb passion, at absorbing what love can bring about. The night is alive, resounding with lost sounds, escaped emotions and rejuvenated tenderness. Thoghts of a resurrection. Of a meeting that was long due. Of two souls drenched in macabre rain of a lifetime. Of touches to test existence And of tears that only happiness can bring about. And sometimes the time of night... Follow @diaporesis