I always dreamt
of holding your hand.
A simple act,
for my heart it was grand.
The way those raindrops,
settled on your hair,
I could not help,
but dream and just stare.
A beautiful love song,
arrived by mere chance.
With humble manners,
I asked you to dance.
I’ll forever cherish,
that moment so dear,
Loved holding you,
tightly and near.
As we danced in the rain,
it was truly sublime,
From that beautiful moment,
I knew you’d be mine.
By Sian Mein
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