You're The Rain

If I could compare you to anything darling, it would be the rain....

I never know when or if you're coming.
but something inside me always knows you will.
Sooner or Later.
You will be here.
Is it intuition?
Or do I know that if you don't I will wither and die.

You come as a drizzle.
On a hot summers night...
pounding at my window.
you sing me to sleep.

Then you come as a storm.
heavy and a loud.
Sounds that shiver me to the core.
keeping me in fear for days.

However you come.
Whenever you choose to let yourself go.
You always give me exactly what I need.
Life for another day.


(I'm not very happy with the way this one turned out. However, I wanted it to be simple. So I suppose I got what I wanted.)