In the heart of rain’s embrace,
Where earth and sky converge,
Petrichor’s fragrant trace,
A memory you converge. Ephemeral whispers rise,
From rain-kissed soil so deep,
Your essence in the skies,
In every breath I keep. Like petrichor’s sweet allure,
You linger in my soul,
A presence I can’t abjure,
In every raindrop’s stroll. The earth exhales your name,
In every fragrant sigh,
Petrichor’s tender flame,
Where you and I collide.
