As I sit and watch the rain
Through the clear window pane
I can feel the music
Of the water running down the drain
Ecstatic I become down memory lane
You, so charming, so rustic
So funny and so smart
Strangers we are, strangely
Still, you inspire me
My whole being tingles and giggles
What are those feelings for?
Shall I go to the secret fountain
And let the hearty fairy
Know of my sweet pain
Which is just like a sweet tooth
Aching for a bite of sugarcane?
Where are thou?
For whom does thou heart beat?
My verses are here,
Eternal, in this temporal world.