The rain taps on the window
Asking
Ever so politely to be let in
The wind, a horse of a different colour
Charges through itself
Roaring as slams into the glass barrier
It can't get through
Whining, screaming even
Begging to enter
Pleading to send it's icy gusts over my bones
Freezing them, making them brittle enough to shatter
But let us forget not about the rain
As polite as it is, slyness comes also
At least with the wind
You know what it wants
But the rain
Will drown you while your still breathing