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As I sit and look out the window

My thoughts go right to you

I see the rain and think

Of making love with you

I see the raindrops

I think of your fingertips

Playing on my body like

A fine tuned instrument

I love to watch the rain

I can hear the loud thunder roar

Like the beating of my heart

When you slammed out the door

The lightning flashes light up the sky

The way my eyes light

From knowing you are near

The way my breath catches

With wonderment of the rain

Just thinking of you dear

That is why when it starts

A tear escapes my eyes

The memories are too great

For me to deny

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