Swaying curtains
Whistles of the wind
Wet cheeks dancing with the rain
Time again to spend long hours
Beside the window pane.
Sunlight-dappled view
Rustles of the leaves
They bring me to my window
To scan the roads
Where your footsteps shall lead.
Crescent shaped moon
With distant stars above
When a meteor shall fall on this site
There's a splintered window tonight
If my wishes shall not be realized.
Very nice and imaginary piece of writing.