In the gentle whisper of the rain,
Love finds a rhythm, soft and pure.
Each drop a note in a sweet refrain,
Melodies that hearts cannot ignore.

Beneath the clouds, emotions swell,
As lovers seek the shelter’s grace.
In every puddle, stories dwell,
Reflections of a fond embrace.

The scent of earth, a fragrant sigh,
Reminds of moments shared and true.
In raindrop’s fall, the world draws nigh,
Uniting souls in skies of blue.

So let the rain, with love, conspire,
To weave a tale of hearts aligned.
For in its dance, we find desire,
In every drop, our dreams confined.