Once, During A Rainy Day…

I hear the clouds thundering
On a hot summer afternoon,
When the rose in my garden
With color red starts to bloom;

Leaves rustling and birds singing
As the wind begins to blow,
Interrupting my book
Your thoughts starts to flow.

Picking up the coffee beans
On stove I let it brew,
As the aroma fills the room
It reminds me of you.

Out to the terrace I walk
The droplets reach my skin,
Feels the fire of your touch
Making my heart spin.

When trying to rule the sky
The clouds take down...