In the soft patter of rain, I hear your voice,
A soothing melody that calms my restless heart.
Each drop a whisper of love, soft and pure,
Binding our souls in a delicate dance.

Beneath the shelter of an old oak tree,
We find solace in the storm’s embrace.
Your eyes, like the sky, deep and mysterious,
Reflect the rain’s endless, gentle caress.

As lightning paints the heavens with fleeting fire,
Our love shines bright amidst the fleeting storm.
Every thunderclap, a promise sealed,
Echoing the passion we fiercely hold.

When the rain subsides and silence falls,
The memories linger, like dew on morning grass.
Our love, like the rain, eternal and renewing,
Forever etched in the rhythm of our hearts.