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It had been raining the first time we met
Locked eyes across the counter top
You made me feel things I didn't know
In you, I became drenched in love
The rain falls outside my window
Lightly, creating a beautiful music
Bringing a rhythm to my life
Old songs playing on my radio
Tattered books lying
On my bedside table, untouched
Waiting to be held and read
But my mind drifts away further
All I want is you right now
Those deep brown eyes that saw
Right into my twisted soul
That crooked smile you threw my way
The rain continues to pour down
The smell of wet earth teases me
The fragrance of jasmine buds
Blooming wafts into my room
I will myself to close my eyes
And allow your memories to wash me over
The next time we meet, would it rain again?
Would it always drench me, like your love?
Linking this post to Theme Thursday - Rain.
