Let me tell you

Let me tell you, it's raining since morning.
The weather and I have a similar thoughts...
I must admit, it's empty and boring.
Without your presence all commas are dots...

Let me tell you, darling, it's raining still.
And my feelings to you like a loyal shade
Follow your steps today and always will,
Till the day I disappear, till I fade...

Let me tell you that words are the music —
I play them for you in hope to get a smile.
Those letters are the arrows, I'm using
To tell you that it's raining and you are mine.


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