Dancing in the Rain

Sound of the pounding water,
she loves to dance in the rain.
Charm of her embellished,
She shows me how to love again.

See the way she cuddles herself,
and makes those red lips pout.
I get her intentions very well,
as she winks at me,
and turns about.

Dripping and tangled all her hair,
dress of her too wet.
Reminds me of that particular day,
when she and I had met.

Wish it rains for one more time,
wish it rains for days.
And moves of her keep enchanting me,
in all the possible ways.

Lastly she stops twirl around,
as rain goes harder than average.
We returning home with hand in hand,
it's time for a little hot beverage.