there   he sat      alone      thinking of the time
    when he (held) her
         sweet skin
                perfume
                       melodic songs
        rythmn of the  p  e  l  t  s   o  f   r  a  i  n
fa
     ll
         ing
              to the
                      ground
                                below
he misses her
              and yearns for her
                       hands carressing him
sweet smell  of powder
             (entrancing) him  (entrancing) her
                      mind getting dizzy
                               spinning
                                        touching
                                             moving
sitting  alone  t h i n k i n g  o f  t h e  l i f e

   he could have
            wanted
                     wished
                              sadly
                                   he must stay
                                            with his wife