The Man in the Rain

by: Zenith

When the rain stops

and the sun starts to smile.

Will you still remember my face

and stay for awhile?

***

When the skies where no longer cloudy

and the ground starts to dry.

Can we still meet

even just for awhile?

***

A drop of rain that reminds me of you.

The first time we met, out of the blue.

Just one ordinary rainy day

But turns magical when I met the man in the rain.

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