Why is it the rain pours harder
when you're not around
Shattering droplets
Piercing every last thought
Morphing these old habits
With new ideas
Thunderous clatter used to bring me peace
Now I lay awake
Shuttering as the pulse of vibrations
Shake my existence
Like a frail cat searching for peace
I can no longer calm this aching heart
Nor these shaking hands
Under streams of the moon's beaming light
I fail to hide away
Searching for you in the night
As to calm my battered soul
I will search on, Until the day
Our warm touch meets again