The Rain
when I see the rain coming out heart gladdens feels like shouting out stretch my arms and feel the drops wet i am but drowned in your thoughts Sitting at a local tea stall i image you sitting in front of me I know you are not interested in tea but situation says keep sitting with me With every small sip i take i have a chance to look straight deep in you eyes i see my image I want you too to see your image i want the cup of tea be shared you take the first sip if you cared with each turn you add sugar into it but sweetness is in relation we keep than a gusty wind will blow your hair you look too beautiful in open hair some of them trying to reach out to me as if saying come a bit closer to me than you insist let's walk in rain i want you to hold my hand you guess what's in my heart your fingers holding mine not apart you get wet you look more beautiful you give me a wink let's continue your grip tightens as if something to say Hug me tightly is that you want to say Than you look into my watch gives a wink a sign to say bye but I don't want to leave your hand this moment will never happen again
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