...I don't just wish you rain, Beloved - I wish you the beauty of storms...

...I lost my illusions in a black rain of bitterness - now what do you see in my eyes? How can you still love me? How can I be tender? ...

...I live in Ireland every day in a drizzly dream of a Dublin walk...

...with you, I find peace from pain - You are gentle and healing like the landscape—like rain...

... only darkened trails of rain could paint your face upon a pane...

...I prefer rain -sometimes I feel sunlight will turn me to stone - perhaps I'm a Troll...

...in my dream the shadings of your soul are the dark tincture of rain...

...I looked in the window, wanting to stay - it rained, yet I remained...because you were so lovely...