I sit in my window
Watching the rain
Longing to feel
Every last drop.
The pouring rain
Is like music to my ears
The only song I dance to
The only song I know.
The song is missing something,
Something to make me smile.
What I need to bring me joy
Is the touch of your warm hand.
Author notes
Written October 3rd, 2006
A contest entry
- For all the faces of love by DeepDarkDesire.
450 points, ended October 9, 2006, 12 entries
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