I wish it was raining...but not just raining, a deep summer thunderstorm with deep rolling thunder. I wish the window was open with a light breeze blowing a cool mist inside my room. In my mind I see the light from the candle dancing across the wall in a rhythmic dance matching the sound of the raindrops hitting the windowpane. I smell the sweet Fragrance of fruit and flowers and the touch of a soft hand running slowly down my chest.
