Whispers of the Rain
Reflection
Beneath the veil of mist, where time stands still,
Two souls entwined in a dance of will.
The umbrella, a fragile shield,
Holds secrets that the rain reveals.
Their gaze, a silent symphony,
A world of longing, a world of me.
The rain, a gentle, endless song,
Washes away the weight of wrong.
The umbrella, a symbol of grace,
A shelter from the storm's embrace.
Their embrace, a timeless truth,
A love that transcends the bounds of youth.
The rain, a mirror of their hearts,
Reflects the depth of their unspoken parts.
In this moment, they find their home,
Where the world is just a fleeting foam.
The rain, a whisper of the past,
A reminder of what cannot last.
Yet in their eyes, a promise glows,
A love that time cannot erode.
The umbrella, a fragile thread,
Holds them close, as the rain gently leads.
In this embrace, they find their peace,
A love that defies all measure and space.