Summer Rain
All night our room was outer-walled with rain.
Drops fell and flattened on the tin roof,
The rain rattled and clashed,
Some people say rain is just water.
But to me, rain is like precious drops of water
With your brightness;
And the words you whispered to me
Torches against the wall of cool, silver rain!
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