#romance #rain

Days of rain

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Shrouded by the gentle murmur,

 

Of raindrops falling to break,

 

Upon the straw-thatched roof you join me under,

 

Patiently we wait.

 

 

I look upon you and wonder,

 

If I asked...

 

Would you stay?

 

Here behind the drawn curtains,

 

A veil water glassy.

 

 

 

And now,

 

As the ripples die,

 

The pitter-patter turns to silence,

 

You wake, turning to leave,

 

And I whisper...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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