It's 1AM and the cars are again reminding me of the drizzle outside that is too light to hear. Last night it rained so hard it woke me up in the little hourse of the morning and wouldn't let me back to sleep, and the rain soothed the fact that i couldn't sleep even as it tortured me like a saucy lover; lulling me one moment and dragging me up from sleep the next. Tonight the bed is huge and the rain is finally relenting; allowing me in to give me satisfaction - finally. The rain is laying me down; expert in its seduction, so still as it enters me, i can barely tell it is moving. all i know is, i am full of its water - again.