You

When the rain patters 

On the windowpane 

And 

Falls down rhythmically, 

You appear. 

Loosing your braid, 

You signal 

At the restriction of time. 

Snuggling down you, 

I flow like that 

Unruly rain 

From top to bottom 

Of your soma 

To deposit 

The alluvial soil of love. 

Smiling at me, 

You array yourself to vanish 

And 

The rain pitter-patters 

To end the innings.