Raindrops tap a gentle tune,
A melody beneath the moon.
In every drop, a story flows,
Of love that in the soft rain grows.
The skies may weep with silver tears,
Yet warmth is found when love appears.
Together wrapped in cozy light,
Two hearts beat strong through stormy night.
The window’s mist, a dreamy veil,
Where whispered words and sighs prevail.
Each drop that falls, a tender kiss,
A rainy day’s sweet, silent bliss.
No thunder loud, no lightning’s streak,
Can break the bond our hearts do speak.
For in the rain, we find our way,
In love’s embrace, come what may.
So let the rain fall soft and slow,
With you beside me, love will grow.
On rainy days, our souls entwine,
A perfect dance in rhythm and rhyme.
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