Like the rains ...

Like the raindrops pattering on the panes,

Your thoughts come knocking on the purview of my mind.

The darkness of the evening,

Reminding me of your illuminating smile.

The rhythm, the melody, the music,

Reminding me of your voice.

As the pearl of drop tumbling down,

I see your sparkling eyes.

Every crack of lightning,

Asking me out, to take out the secrets of the heart.

The intensity and ferocity of the outburst,

Asks me what you might think?

Is it that this love ever pour out,

Or will someday the heart cry out like the rains?