A walk in the clouds.
A fall to the ground.
Cleansing the air
and muddying the ground.
A lightening flash
and a thunderous sound.
Like the tears on my face
streaming all the way down.
You dampen my cothes
and muss my hair.
It's been awhile since I've seen you.
Sometimes life's not fiar.
While tomorrow doesn't come soon enough.
Yesterday was just a few minutes gone.
I want you to fall on me.
Soak me through my clothes.
I can almost hear your drums
tapping the roof above.
It is you that keeps me sane.
Grabbing, tapping, having rain.
