The Lingering Scent of Rain

I think of you

After the rain

Looking at the grey skies

I try to see your face

In vain

I think of you

In the chilly air

Catching the smell of rain

I see me smiling with you

In our cozy living room

Towering above the city lights

I think of you

Whenever it doesn’t stop to rain

A life with you

I’d be a store lady

You’d come meet me when evening paints the clouds

We’d go off for dinner

Then stroll through the whispers of the soft drizzle

I think of you

In every chance of rain

Hoping someday we’ll meet