This Rain

This Rain...
has been falling over
hollow places in my soul all day.

filling me up...
with distance memories...
and future longings
The Thunder....Rolling
reminds me of this empty space
beside me...and inside me

With no warm embrace for me...
to sink into...
As these winds blow...
leaving goosbumps over
my soul....
This Rain...
beating down over my windows...
I listen intently...
The water running down my gutters
sounding out a melancholy drum
of my lonliness...
Echoing... the longing in my  heart...
How I desire...
His Hands...
heating my skin...
cupped behind me...
In his warmth...as we listen
to the rain together...
I imagine small kisses
planted on the back of my neck
as I arch and sigh....

I feel the phantom passion
as it rises like mist over
my thoughts...and wanting flesh

This Rain...
makes me want....
To Make Love...

without regard for time
without regard for neighbors
without regard for my own abandon...

I close my eyes...
I wrapp my arms around myself
I imagine that I am not alone..

As I force myself...
to drift ...into restless dreams
listening...to ...
This Rain.