The clouds fill the sky, inviting gloom

I only wish to invite you to the room

A little drizzle, to downpour, into a storm 

It makes me wish I could hold you even more

The wind blows, whistling with rage

I want you in my arms watching how it all plays

Flashes of white as light hits the ground

I find so much joy to just have you around

Though when it ends, and we see rainbows

I hope to find you at the end, not a pot of gold