"I love the rain," she said in her sweet, scratchy voice.  But I didn't understand, until she was gone...:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

I sat down one day and watched the rain.  I watched it gracefully fall, slowly and softly.  Yet still, I did not understand.

So, I stood up and walked out into the rain.  At that moment I felt the rain tracing the outlines of my body, covering me wholly, completely, like soft, tender hands embracing me with love and affection. 

As the seemingly endless raindrops pattered on the pavement, I heard what seem to be wordless whispers passionately entangled in the rain.

I opened my mouth and tasted the sweetness of the rain, every drop touching my lips with remnants of a long, deep, passionate kiss from above.

Then I realized that every drop had an ounce of her beauty and every drop had an ounce of her love, and every drop was a drop of her.

So, I felt her hands embracing me with love and affection, I heard her whisper sweet nothings in my ear, I tasted her sweetness, felt her lips giving me a long, deep, passionate kiss from above.

She loved the rain, and now I did too.

She loved the rain and I never understood, until she was gone.

I toss and turn in my bed, with every passing moment I think of you, me, us and how our love should be true.  Why is my cry, why is it so confusing? Why can't we be together?  What's stopping you, me, us?  When our love should last forever.

A glance out the window and I'm lured outside.  By now my sadness and frustration I can no longer hide.  As I sit on the crest of the rooftop, a tear makes its way from my heart, makes its way down my cheek and tears my inside apart.

A brisk, midnight wind erases my tear's trail; as I look at the sky, the stars, the moon so bright, yet so pale.  I shudder as the wind blows because it's suddenly gotten colder and I think to myself, "If I could just hold her."

A siren in the distance brings me back, but my heart is still in my dreams with you.  I feel it in my heart and I know you feel it too.   Our love truly is true.

I stand and scream, "I love you! I need you!"  In hopes that you hear, but I know you don't and won't so once again I tear.

I return to my room with tears in my eyes, with hope that in your dreams you somehow hear my cries.  I close my eyes and try to fall asleep and dream of memories that I still do keep. 

Until you are mine a flame in my heart will always burn, but for now, late at night, all I do is toss and turn.

I lay here naked, unprotected.

Damp, moist from the early morning dew. Innocently untouched, secretly unbridled. Listening to the wind speak of your arrival. 

Watching the darkness slowly dissolve in your presence.

Waiting from one moment to the next, laying in anticipation. 

Longing for your touch, fearing its affects.  Ignorant to your strength; to your beauty, unknowingly underestimating the depth of your influence. 

Torn, half willing, half unsure. 

Never fully understanding your reach, your control over me.

I lay here, naked and unprotected.  Like a scared little boy waiting for the first touch of a woman. 

Like a young man waiting for the reciprocation of his undying affection.

Like a man on the brink of making an eternal commitment.

I lay here naked, unprotected.

Waiting, wanting, yearning for you. 

My first, my only, my last sunrise.

I hold my breath and wait for you to exhale.

To look into my eyes and touch my heart and embrace my soul with such tenderness as to rival that of an angel's touch. To move me with lack of physical contact, but with such force that it would rival the power that keeps some celestial bodies in place, while thrusting others in irreparable motion with a single smile.

To shatter me into a thousand pieces with a look and make me whole again with a whisper.

To drown me in your beauty and revive me with your love.  To bring me to my knees with a request from your lips and have me rise with simple gesture of your hand.

I wait to see the world through your eyes, taste sweetness through your lips, feel ecstasy through your body.

I hold my breath. 

I wait for you to give me life, for you to love me as I do you.  For you to purge me of sadness and saturate me with joy.

For you change the salty tears I cry into the sweetness, the wine that is your love, so that I can consume it, as it consumes me.

I hold my breath and I wait for you to exhale.