"The charm."

[Ris Yerg]

A rare charm
When my melancholy,
Alone, slowly dances.
One vagueness mixes with another.
Disjointed thoughts are gone.
They changed by a blurred image -
Like raindrops on a misty mirror
Of my dreamy mind.
I push away reality,
I listen to the rain.
I charmed with this melody
With one word: pain, pain, pain ...

[addy]

You captured the mood of melancholy perfectly here... light but beautiful aches. Thanks for the read

[Ris Yerg]

Thank you so much, Addy!
R.Y.