Jealous Raindrops Dance

Underneath the stormy sky, I watch you stand so gracefully.

The raindrops kiss your tender lips, it's a sight I can't unsee.

Jealousy, it fills my heart, as they dance upon your skin.

I yearn to be the rain that falls, to touch your lips and feel you within.

Each raindrop falling on your lips is making me jealous,

I long to taste your sweet embrace, to feel your love so zealous.

But as the rain keeps pouring down, I'll hide my envy well,

And cherish the moments in my mind, where my love for you will dwell.

In every drop that softly lands, a part of me wants to be,

To feel the gentle touch you feel, to taste the ecstasy.

But fate has placed me far away, from the realm where you reside,

So I'll admire you from afar, my feelings I won't hide.

Oh, the rain becomes my tears, falling for what I can't possess,

But I'll keep dreaming in the storm, hoping someday I'll confess.

Until that day arrives, I'll let the raindrops speak for me,

For each one that falls upon your lips, carries my love across the sea.

Each raindrop falling on your lips is making me jealous,

I long to taste your sweet embrace, to feel your love so zealous.

But as the rain keeps pouring down, I'll hide my envy well,

And cherish the moments in my mind, where my love for you will dwell.

So let the rain keep falling, let it wash away my pain,

For every drop that graces you, reminds me of what I can't attain.

But even in the stormy night, my love for you won't wane,

And each raindrop on your lips will always make me jealous, it'll never change.

© Niloy Shouvic Roy