He decided to be rain

He decided to be rain,
to fall into my life,
and I love to get wet,
to feel its caress.
Fresh as a drop of dew,
he woke up my days,
with coffee and warm kisses,
filled with joy.
Wrapped in its spell,
lost in its essence,
I immersed myself in her world,
in his sweet presence.
He was the rain,
I was his thirsty land,
united by destiny,
in this crazy story.