It rained in some far off land

The words aren't
floating in the
air tonight.
Somewhere's rain
has stolen them.
The thunder
in some far off
land's sky-
its not delayed-
it reaches me,
instantaneously,
through you.
I wish,
it was raining
tonight, here outside
my window
and I'd have gone
barefoot in the balcony,
feeling the coldness,
rising up through my feet.
But,its better,
it didn't rain here.
I want the
thunder reaching
me through you.