On my back I lie.

Comes rumble of thunder,

Shaking the house.

Comes rain,

Tapping on the roof,

Then fists on the roof,

Slow, then fast,

Faster, fiercer, pounding!

Then the whole sky!

Down!

Down through the roof,

Down on my chest!

You!

You coming down!

You shouting, “Yes!

“I want you!”

Down, coming down!

I reach to grab you!

Miss you!

Ah! A dream!

Oh, thank god,

Your hand is on my chest.

Oh, do I love you.