Why are you so romantic?

Why is Rain so romantic, a lover might know

He might have seen, a pretty face which glow

Lips of his beloved, he might have kissed

The chance holding her tight, he wouldn't have missed 

Waterdrops from her face, he might have wiped

Looking at the sky, he must have griped

She was his, only his, he might have said

He might have plucked her, from a flowerbed.

Her wet hair, eyes and lips

Might seem to him so fantastic.

Oh Rain, why Rain, why are you so Romantic?