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like the rain
he means to
touch her
with a torrent of
his heartfelt
words
collected
in him
since they
locked eyes
with each other
imagine
the ecstacy
and beauty
when lake turns
receptacle for the sky
water vapours
that swarm
into clouds
ready to fall
soft, gentle,
rushed,
all aimed at
getting to
the warmth of
her heart
to descend
her hills
forests
and lands
carrying her breath
fragrance with him
for a lifetime of
sweet remembrance
he signs off
his first love letter
with emphatic
lightning strokes
heart pounding
like thunder
the words keep
coming back to him
like the incessant rain
- his cry for her love
inspired by
Like the Touch of Rain
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.
Edward Thomas
john tiong chunghoo
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