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Shrouded by the gentle murmur,

Of raindrops falling to break,

Upon the straw-thatched roof you join me under,

Patiently we wait.

I look upon you and wonder,

If I asked...

Would you stay?

Here behind the drawn curtains,

A veil water glassy.

And now,

As the ripples die,

The pitter-patter turns to silence,

You wake, turning to leave,

And I whisper...