Whispers of the Rain

Beneath the veil of falling rain, two souls entwine, Their hearts a symphony, their love a timeless rhyme. The umbrella shelters them, a fragile shield, Yet it cannot contain the storm of their wild, tender field. Their eyes, a mirror of the sky, reflect the gray, A world of secrets, dreams, and endless day. The rain, a silent witness, weeps with their embrace, A tender dance where time and space erase. The umbrella's white, a symbol of their bond, A fragile promise in a world that's torn. The rain, a metaphor for life's relentless flow, Yet in their arms, they find a place to grow. This moment, fleeting yet eternal, holds, The essence of love, where hearts are bold. For in the rain, they find their truest form, A testament to love's unyielding storm.