In the soft embrace of silver tears,
She dances, she dreams, as raindrops fall,
A waltz of whispers, washing away fears,
In her heart, a love story to enthrall.
She loves the rain, a lover’s gentle touch,
Each droplet a caress, a tender kiss,
Cleansing her soul, oh, how it means so much,
In the rain’s embrace, she finds sweet bliss.
A symphony of droplets on leaves’ ballet,
A canvas painted in shades of gray,
The world awakens, renewed, on this day,
In the rain’s melody, she finds her way.
She’s the storm and the calm, the wild and serene,
Her spirit as fluid as the rain’s graceful stream,
Through life’s tempests and dreams yet unseen,
She finds her solace, in rain’s gentle theme.
Oh, how she loves the rain’s soft melody,
A serenade of life, of love, of pain,
In the rain’s embrace, she truly sees,
The beauty in imperfection, her heart’s terrain.
In every raindrop, a story untold,
A reminder that life’s mysteries unfold,
She finds her strength, her love, her hold,
In the rain’s embrace, she’ll forever be bold.
She loves the rain, a kindred soul,
A dance of tears, a lover’s stroll,
In the rain’s magic, she becomes whole,
A timeless love, an eternal role.
