"long awaited visit"

it is raining today;
the raindrops feel heavy
as they drip down the panes
of my soul. perhaps because
as it rains inside
it also rains outside.
it has become the
rainy season. i saw
your door being washed
away, so now i must wait
until a new door is build,
erected and ready to
receive my strong,
little fist's welcoming
raps. i know on that day,
your intuitive home will
lean just that bit closer
to mine in expectation of
my long awaited visit.~

`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
11dec06