A night of rain,

A beautiful night,

I left a candle burning.

The smell of cinnamon in my room,

The rumble of the thunder,

Two big tomcats nestled in close to my skin

On either side of me and purred.

I dreamed of you.

The bamboo blinds

Flashed with lightning 

From the stormy night sky behind them,

And backlit streams of scenes

Played in my mind,

Of memories of you,

And dreams that never happened.

The crickets sing

From some dry place they’ve found

To be tonight,

While the moon grows fat,

And the clouds bulge blue.

The candle burns,

And I dream of you.

-jenn