Missing My Baby

Missing my baby

As the cloud darkens

and begins to rain,

Your love

keeps me warm.

As the thunder booms

in the sky,

I feel comfort

in your loving concern.

In the midst of heavy downpour,

I fear losing you.

What is the purpose of life,

when you are not in it?

Chasing dreams of our own,

we see each other less and less.

Is this what love is all about –

being apart from each other?

If only time could have stood still,

on the day that we fell in love.

*Rajwinraj*