Ode to Raindrops

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Ode to raindrops
The crystal clear voice of a warm summer night
Valentine's day, a withered rose
A romance that has only one shadow in sunlight
Summertime
Filled with kisses, and lightening bug glows
Filled with sentimental whispers and wishes
Yes summertime does remember
Cold milk and Cheerios

December brings a red nose
The rest was a beggar making a toast to life
Valentine's day, I remember
As the weirdest day of my life

Springtime's holiday
Dressed with sugars and creams
And lifetime slumbers for us to bring
A flannel dress
And tapered wool
With drippings of ice cream and walnuts
And doggie drool
Like the music that picks the lock
After cranking a jack into the box
Cupid's arrow grows
Like boats coming in to dock
Or bloom coming to a rose

Lemonade,
The sour taste of love I swallow
As I make love to you
You melt in my hands
Like milk chocolate, butter and goo
We become the drifting desert sands
Of an hourglass
We trickle into one another's hands
As we recognize our fate
With love to come forever after passing
Heaven's gates