“The wind brushes 
the window pane,
rain falls 
on the sidewalk, 
a symphony in staccato
this spring rainy dawn.

I join you in your dreams
and as you open your eyes
I sprinkle fresh kisses
on your forehead.”

The rhythm in the above lines is steady, such a bold flow too. Great language used, anna, especially “symphony in staccato.” This is truly beautiful.