Wishing for the sun

As I rest on a broken bridge's end, 

while a sea of my tears plays in the storm, 

I call to the sky for a dearest friend 

who'll soon embrace me with a kiss so warm 

for I am the rain between the earth and sky, 

who connects the hearts of separate spheres. 

My heart calls out to my sun as I cry, 

for soon we'll mingle in eternal year

 but why o why does he hide in the clouds?

 I bring the rain down, yet still he wont come. 

Why o why does he hide in highest shrouds? 

How long must I cry? This I cannot fathom! 

Until I can feel my love's warmth sublime, 

I'll reject the whole world until that time.