Whenever I Think of Rain

Whenever I think of rain

I think of washing things clean

Of new beginnings

Flowers blooming

Whenever I think of rain

I think of kisses in secret places

Of tin roofed houses

Cuddling by a fire within

Whenever I think of rain

I think of you

The feel of your arms around me

Keeping me safe from the world.

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