55783: Like the Touch of Rain

<p dir="ltr"> Like the touch of rain she was<br> On a man's flesh and hair and eyes<br> When the joy of walking thus<br> Has taken him by surprise:<br> With the love of the storm he burns,<br> He sings, he laughs, well I know how,<br> But forgets when he returns<br> As I shall not forget her 'Go now'.<br> Those two words shut a door<br> Between me and the blessed rain<br> That was never shut before<br> And will not open again.<br></p>