Lullaby

Sweet raindrops playing fondly a Lullaby; 
Singing perfectly every single hit.
I can't ignore my sense of danger. 
Like an enchanted symphony it keeps me under a spell. 
And leads me into the everlasting free-fall. 


My eyes are getting heavy and my mouth calls for water. 
Mind and thought begin to fade and to become into nothing. 
As if it's yearning to take my breath away. 
I breathe deeply in an attempt to withstand its handling.
One last effort to awaken.


by Tom Samuel
Guarulhos, SP, Brazil