The rain reminds me of you love.
Everything that the rain does with me, to me, reminds me of you.
As the raindrops slither down my arms,
It feels like your touch love and my heart blithely skips a beat.
My eyes close and my lips unfurl into a smile
As a drop caresses me on the lips and for a moment stays there.
The touch of your finger there is what my mind instantly conjures up and can't stop thinking about.
Your breath on my neck is what the breeze feels like
When it tries to reach me there through my open locks
And as it playfully pushes them away, it's your fingers again.
To me, the rain is you love.