When it starts pouring,
would you join me?
When you close your eyes,
would you instead feel me?
Would you dance with me?
In the rain.
When droplets are constantly pouring
on our skin.
Or would you get annoyed?
Just like you always do.
Would you care if I'm sick?
Like how I always did.
Would you take a sip of coffee
under a roof with me?
Or you'll rush home so easily?
Not wanting to get wet
By the rain.
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101 Poems About Him
Poetry"𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵, 𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦; 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦." Have you ever been in lov...
