In the gentle patter of rain’s soft touch,
Lies the whisper of love, tender and true.
Each droplet a promise, each ripple a hush,
Echoing the heart’s quiet pursuit.

The sky weeps softly, a lover’s lament,
As love dances gracefully between the drops.
Every sigh of the wind, a secret sent,
In the embrace of rain, time stops.

Beneath the gray, the world finds its glow,
Through love’s lens, the rain paints dreams.
In the quiet moments, feelings overflow,
Boundless and vast as a river’s streams.

Together we stand, under the rain’s spell,
Our hearts a melody, a harmonious tune.
In every gentle drop, stories dwell,
Of love that blossoms beneath the moon.