I miss the rain,
The water drops that stains
Through my jeans,
I miss the rain
Lips stains in June
Stains that you made my moon,
We will meet sometime soon
Between April and June.
But when I wake up In this cloudy rain,
The only thing I see is you with me
With you I'm free
The rain will turn to sunny.
Being with you is the best season
Without you, I have no reason
Be the rain,
Who will cover the sun for me
YOU ARE READING
THE RAINY SEASON
PoetryShe has lost his lover and, whenever it rains she would remember all the memories they made in the rain. Kissing, dancing, hugging, walking through the rain, holding each other hands. These memories will now just stay as happy memories.
