Ash win - Its Raining Love

As I sit here holding your hand
Feeling your fingers caress my palm
A silent promise escapes my lips
Not a word said
Not a word heard
A silent Whisper of the hearts
A silent cry of the soul
A silent wish to go on
A wish for eternity

As your lips claim mine
You feel the tremble that escaped my lips
You feel the unclaimed love
You understand the unsaid words
A silent plea for you

As your arms went around mine
I feel your unspent passion
I hear your lips call my name
making me you..
There is no more of me no more of you
There is just us - And
its raining love.....

Ash win

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