"Rainy Days Are Good For This" a poem for someone special

A poem for someone special

"Rainy Days Are Good For This"

It's grey and dark everywhere you look,

the rain just doesn't want to stop,

but you and I both know what that means.
Crack open that old story book,

play that rock and roll and let's dance until we drop;

Honey this is the kind of love you have in dreams.

Smell that damp air,

as you lay next to me tousling my hair.
Feel that cool, calm breeze
as I lace my fingers around yours with care.
Kiss me tenderly when the thunder rolls,
hold me close when the lightning crashes,
because we both know that in this place,
our fears are set aside.

Play me that Jack Johnson song,
the one about sleeping in bed all day,
that one about making banana pancakes.
Wrap your arms around me when the day grows long,
guarding me with their strength and keeping my fears at bay,
and kiss me again and again to keep me wide awake.

This is the perfect day;
not too hot,
not too cold.
Just damp and dreary...
Because rainy days are good for a love like this.