In the gentle patter of the rain,
I hear your laughter, soft and sweet,
Each drop a memory, a tender refrain,
Where love and stormy skies meet.
The clouds above, a silvery veil,
Draping our world in a shroud of dreams,
Your touch in every breeze, a tale,
Of passion flowing like endless streams.
Beneath the shelter of ancient trees,
We find solace in the rain’s embrace,
A symphony of hearts set free,
Dancing in time, a love’s grace.
As rain kisses the earth anew,
Our souls entwine in whispered song,
In every droplet, love’s promise true,
Together, where we belong.