The Rain is pouring out
and im wishing she was here
standing in front of me
so i can look deep into her
beautiful eyes...
tho the rain is beautiful..
it does not match to her beauty..
for only her touch can take me to
a place where only dreams can take me....
a wonderful place....
Love....
Happiness...
Joy...
Is where I will be..
when she touches me so softly
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