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Aug 2017
the droplets hit on the glass windows**
the rain played our favourite melody
my fingers danced on the keyboard
my heart writing a story

the droplets hit on the glass windows
the rain performing our symphony
your pencil sketching on papers
your lips singing a tune

the droplets hit on the glass windows
the rain accompanying our dance
my lips on your neck
your fingers running down my back

the droplets hit on the glass windows
the rain sending a comforting chill
my skin cuddled close to yours
your heart racing against mine
Written by
archwolf-angel
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