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[madphotographer]

It's not quite what you think.

Michael, my dear, I think you know this kind of thing best.
rain! oh how i wish!

...

you love me in ways unknown
time time again
you show me your true colors
when i least expect you to be there
when i least expect you to care

and the raindrops will land upon my lashes
and the grass will green without my notice
and i'll hear you whisper my nam through the crowd

sometimes i just don't know how to respond...

and then you'll take my hand
never utter a word
and show me a beauty
beyond my naive comprehension

you love me in ways unknown
time time again
you show me what it means
to love you like you love me
to love you like you love

and the raindrops await my next jump
and the grass embraces the weed
and you don't even have to say a thing

i know

how much you love me
how tenderly we've been touched...
how much i have left to learn from you

oh, how i trust you.
how i love you...

I should write again.