If your love were raindrops I’d be wishing for a storm
I’d stand without shelter, let it bathe my naked form
To be loved with wild abandon is a long-held fantasy
Come rain on me my darling with love meant just for me
Touch like raindrops littered with sunshine, a playful red wine
Love with passion and devotion, with sweet kisses; so divine
To be loved without a reason yet another fantasy
Rain on, rain on my darling with love meant just for me
© CBG 2011
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