Sitting in a courtyard
Of a small café
We eat our salad
Drink our wine
The sun beats upon us
Sweat forms on our brow
Rain clouds soon appear
Rain drops start to fall
Everyone scurries inside
From the light rain
To seek shelter
Everyone, except us
People look at us
Like we're crazy
Crazy we are
Crazy in love
Too busy
Just talking with each other
A little shower
Cannot dampen what we feel
It would take
Much more than rain
To get in the way of our love
2-15-19/RjH
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