Pain, Oh pain
Go away
Come back again
Some other miserable day.
Let this down pour
Of cleansing rain
Soothe my, troubles away
Shower away the memories.
I wish not to store
In my thoughts
Where your divine
Image resides.
Cleanse this relationship
So we may dwell
Within each other's
Heart and soul.
Cleanse our minds
To fantasize
Fantasies, yet dreamed
By lovers, ever in time.
Lets us taste
The true meaning
Of love and life
Smell the true scent.
Not perfume, nor cologne
So we may appreciate
The sensuous scent
Of love and passion's
Musk, in the rain
