What could be more romantic than the rain? It whispers words of love I longed to yearn. Out-pours noises secluding me away from time. Runs these tingling sensations like a lover on my side.
Whilst I grabbed a cup of coffee, I could travel my words like music. With every droplets, the rain calls my name. Sayin' love my dear isn't made for free.
It's rainy season, and you're single. Oh well, let's make some poems.