Alone...it comes.

It comes, the rain
I saw it cross the plain
Thick dark clouds, dark blue sky
I feel it, loneliness once again
 
Raindrops tap as they land on the tin
Big drops drop drop on my skin
I inhale the smell before the storm begins
Sensation unanswered, loneliness comes again
 
The birds have disappeared  
Traffic on this lone road has slowed
The thunder shakes my bones
The lightening almost making my heart explode
 
Alone
It comes
Comes again
 
The touch of the neck
The kiss on my lips
The smell of warm skin
Feel of curved hips
 
A laugh would be wonderful
A whisper could cause delight
Some music to go with the rain
Oh, it would be so right
 
Louder
Closer
Walking in the rain
Alone...it comes...comes again