It's raining when I saw him
He's not afraid to get wet
I called him but he smiled
Then he opened his arms
While calling my name

Come and let us dance
There's music in the rain
Feel the warmth inside my heart
Come on, hold my hand

We are two fools in love
But we really don't care
We're not afraid to get wet
I want to hold his hands forever
While whispering my name

Come, my baby girl
Hear our love song from the rain
Feel the love inside my heart
Come on, hug me tight

We are two fools in love
Yes, we are two fools
And we are so much in love
We are so much in love...

what's crazy
is that when you look at me
my mind goes into overdrive
and I imagine every single fantasy

us on the beach together,
Me and you laid out on the sand
I grab your waist and kiss you
while you guide my wandering hand

I slowly kiss and caress your neck
biting softly and holding you close
I feel you running your hands up my back
assisting me in getting out of my clothes

the bonfire we had has long since died out
but another one starts within
our passion and lust blazing bright
as you command me inside, within.

We both ****** simultaneously
almost as if instantaneously
we knew when our bodies could take no more
it's like my mind is an open door
when you look at me with those deep eyes
I become lustfully hypnotized

do not date a girl
who writes.
she will internalize
everything,
carve poems
into your eyelashes
instead of
kissing them,

she will analyze you,
calculate age
from the rings
your coffee cup
leaves
instead of refilling it.

she will memorize
the way your
lips curl around steam,
but not that you
take it
two sugars,
no cream.

she will read your
palm instead of
holding it
against her chest.

she will not
blink
when you leave,
because she is
already
romanticizing it.

I unlocked your mind you know
just to see what I could see
And if you promise to pay the postage
I'll mail you back the key.

I really hate to interrupt you like this
but could you take your eyes off that blank screen for
just one second?
I'd like to ask a favor of you.
Look into my eyes
and tell me what you see
If you see a heart that's a little off center
and an Italian picnic on a too American
countryside
then I'd like to have a little more of your time

-but-

If all you see is the tear streaked face
of a child trying too hard to be a man
then just keep watching your after-shave commercial