Sunday Rain

In Sunday rain your smile shines,
While at my back your rainbows glide
Beyond the clouds, beneath the stars
I've found my home in your embrace,
I've lost all sense of time and place.

Awakening to morning fog,
My mind still racing wordless thought,
The ground is dry and light is dim,
The clouds are grey and stars are gone:
I've missed more than Sunday's dawn.

This time I've had to want and waste
Is now the time to make for you
Time to live and to pursue
Your smiling lips' and rain's sweet taste