Faint Sounds Of Rain

Sometimes, when I can't sleep,
I'll hear the faint sounds of rain,
but look and see a shadow sitting on the floor,
covering the little red lights on my keyboard;
the little piano sings for us.
I'll walk over sleepily, and sit with you,
as if you never noticed.
The rain turned into melodies pure and innocent.
I lay my head on your shoulder, and
I see that you're looking into my eyes.
There's this light I see every time we're with each other;
God-given and beautiful.
You start to play this song again,
and I begin to understand...
Is there a message you're trying to convey?

Sometimes, when I can't sleep,
I feel your love surround me,
and hear your heartbeat.
I become flushed; surrendering to drowsiness.
As the piano plays,
You help me to my feet, and we dance slowly,
in the dark, heart to heart,
one in love, one in life;
and we will never part.
The rain turned into melodies lulling and soothing.
I lay my head comfortably on your chest,
as your hand protects my head.
I can not fall to the ground, you wouldn't allow it.
You start to play this song again,
and I begin to understand...
Is there something you're wishing to say?

Sometimes, when I can't sleep,
I hear your whispers of gentle care,
and feel your cold hand stroke my head,
ever so softly.
Taking my limp body into your arms,
you lay me down, and leave a window blind open before me.
The full moon pins me down,
and the rain turned into snow,
silently falling, but their lullaby still plays;
a lullaby he had composed for me.
it's a lovely little tune I hear every night;
he whispers each word softly in my ear.
You sing me gently, fast asleep,
and now I understand...
You wanted me to dream.

...And I feel all that love 

in rain,

 in snow, 

in sound,

and in moonlight.
Goodnight, my dear friend...
 

©LJ
4 November 2012