Fine rain weaves a delicate veil
Painting strokes of love a sweet tender tale
Each raindrop falls softly a gentle embrace
Recording our steps in this shared sacred space
Clouds gather dreams on the horizons bend
Yet the vows in our hearts will never suspend
Love grows in silence like blossoms that bloom
Ink washes of passion in the depths we consume
How many times did you shelter my soul
As we walked through the rain together made whole
Though storms may darken the heavens above
Your light in my eyes is a beacon of love
So many canvases formed in the gray
True love rises gently in a misty ballet
Each drop that descends is a moment we share
Creating a dreamscape eternally rare