Misty the eve was, <br />As you walked into the room, <br />They called you snowy wind, <br />But I called you friend. <br /> <br />Misted thy hands were, <br />As you touched my hands, <br />They called you rains, <br />But I called you lust. <br /> <br />Minted your taste was, <br />As you kissed my lips, <br />They called you down pour, <br />But I called you love. <br /> <br />We stood together, <br />Beside the lanes of emptiness, <br />Immersed and Involved, <br />Alas, you disappeared <br />Waving a bye to me. <br /> <br />But I remained there, <br />Waiting for you to return, <br />You made arrivals, <br />Invisibly and emotionally. <br /> <br />Unknown I stood there, <br />Waiting for you to return <br />They said you came, <br />But I said, never. <br /> <br />Slowly I saw you, <br />Embracing me in all delight, <br />I felt you within me, <br />And I woke up. <br /> <br />It was a dream! ! <br />The rainy afternoon trance, <br />O’ Rains, Pour on, <br />As I fall into thy arms! !<br /><br />Anjana K Nair<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-rainy-dreams/
