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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RAIN, by M. C. LESKARSEN
First Line: Your kisses are like the cold
Last Line: At many, many windows. . . .
Subject(s): Love - Complaints; Rain
First Line: Your kisses are like the cold
Last Line: At many, many windows. . . .
Subject(s): Love - Complaints; Rain
Your kisses are like the cold
Wet fingers of rain,
Trying to break their way into
The House of My Heart. . . .
They tap, tap, tap at the window
Until I am weary of their calling,
There is no light of welcome for you
In the House of My Heart.
I will not open wide the casement again,
For I have learned
That the rain holds many Houses in its embrace,
And taps, taps persistently
At many, many windows. . . .
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