I love you like the rain:
’cause though sometimes you’re a pain
I do need you to survive

I love you like the sky:
your aching blue is but a lie
told to me by my own eyes
when I see you the Sun

of all reasons I name one:
in the Summer we have fun
in the rain, where this begun


Thanks Anna Present and David Collante for the prompt. Sorry I’m late and it doesn’t suit your publication. Still a good prompt :)

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