Tip Toe to Your Dreams Rain In Love! I wish I were the drops of Rain, true passion Strong Love I get jealous, how they touch you, enhancing your beauty. How they wet those red lips, How their sprinkles exaggerate your cherry blush. I wish I were the drops of Rain, I envy their tender embrace, How excellent your neck glows, inviting my lips. How your bossom adapt comeliness, How obsequious you become. I wish I were the Drops of Rain, I burn at how they make you like wet soil, providing pleasure by your fragrance, as the first drops of rain touches you, You look perfectly ready for Sweet Savage Romance. -Sanchayita Banerjee