Thought-sweetened tea

...and as a matter of fact the cup is fairly big, so I need quite a bit of sugar coated thoughts
...over the city, storm, again
...sometimes I wonder, which day the city will simply drown, and I with it
...drying another pair of shoes
...and I dream of a candle night with a glass of Martini Rosso, well, not really, but I do enjoy the rain.
...price
...what is the price of the truth?
...if the price is too high, is it worth exploring it?
...what is verity?
...how do you live with it, remembering what a lie is?
...how to look someone in the eye, and trust them??
I sit on the window-sill, breath in the smell of rain, and hold your hand.