Rain

Let all of your fears drip away like bitter rain clouds. The sprouting sunshine will thank you with its smile. If your hands tremble, let me hold them still. Hold your hands away from your face, so I can know of what happiness is made. Those lips, oh how they beg for kisses. And, how I will fulfill.

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