watching the rain clouds pass by.
Wishing that - even if only for a day -
I could be them and I'll sail
through the skies, towards you.
Let me pour down
the rain I carry over your rooftop
and listen to the music
I create with the pattering drops.
Feel the wind blow against your skin
while thinking it was me holding you.
Over the sound of thunder,
hear me as I whisper your name.
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