Like the touch of rain she was
On a man's flesh and hair and eyes
When the joy of walking thus
Has taken him by surprise:
With the love of the storm he burns,
He sings, he laughs, well I know how,
But forgets when he returns
As I shall not forget her 'Go now'.
Those two words shut a door
Between me and the blessed rain
That was never shut before
And will not open again.
Like The Touch Of Rain
Edward Thomas
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Poem topics: hair, joy, never, storm, door, touch, forget, open, walking, love, rain, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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