She is the rainstorm The raindrops that fall from the sky Her kisses to lovers and nature below The thunder like that of moans expressed when making love The lighting the symbol of the sweet release brought to fruition from making love The darkening sky gives notice of her arrival If the lonely at heart are ever in need of hope She is there, the raindrops her kisses to soak The
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