Silent pitters
With patters yet to come
The rain drips of the leaves
Slowly one by one
I see life really clearly
When I cannot see the sun
The moon feels like its watching me
Its spotlight illuminates my skin
I love this type of night
The comforting rain
And the friendly moon
I hope that in our dreams tonight
We can make love inside my room
Jan 19, 2021
Jan 19, 2021 at 7:50 AM UTC
Silent pitters
With patters yet to come
The rain drips of the leaves
Slowly one by one
I see life really clearly
When I cannot see the sun
The moon feels like its watching me
Its spotlight illuminates my skin
I love this type of night
The comforting rain
And the friendly moon
I hope that in our dreams tonight
We can make love inside my room
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