Scattered Showers

My life is plain...
compared to the rain...
against my window pane...
my mind wanders, drifts and wonders about her love that covers..
that summer drizzle that feels like thousands of hot kisses...
i raise my face to the light-grey skies...
and look-longingly-like into those deep brown eyes...
goosebumps given from feeling her wet lips...
hips curve into warm thighs and nice legs, made from heavenly hands...
while others wanna block with umbrella's..
she cools my hot, dark skin and my face welcomes her wetness...
and my plan is to enjoy while I'm here..
and wait for a thunderous climax, that only me and she can hear...
and some could only imagine...
but were intimate only in my mind...
where she whispers sweet nothings until the forecast predicts even a slight chance for rain...
so i listen for her taps against my windowpane...
and patiently wait for the chance to reunite again.....