Rain and my love

I am copy pasting my response to a discussion with slight changes.
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Drops, dropping drops, water down my clothes does drip,
Nice and chilling, one stream through me clothes flows past my hip.
Another and then another and spread it does, all over even past my groin,
Getting wetter and wetter, my walk I kept going
Thunder and lightening, flashes and roar of the wind
A natural disco, a natural dance floor saith my mind.

And then came crashing the memories of youth, of fun of cheer .....
Of loss, of the girl I lost, the one I held so dear.

The pain, the sorrow as I beheld her mangled form splayed
And wanted to smash the evil face of the drunken driver so dismayed.

Would I ever love again, would I ever have the same feeling,
Like the ones I did when I made love to my lost love?
How could I ever control my raving mind's screaming?
Life to me then it seemed to me was all push and shove!

My life it was a mess, and then after a couple of years I did transgress,
And did chase and charm to conquer, I confess.
No,I couldn't feel anything, nothing at all, the pain of loss so intense,
Yet continue to philander did I, though I knew it made no sense.

Until another early rain in spring, well, actually a thundershower,
I met her, and wooed her and her I tried with my charm to overpower.

She told me and showed me my true face then in a mirror so real,
My true face so ghastly, so ghostly, so ghoulish, so surreal!

Ashamed was I, how, when, why did I lose myself, my humanity?
Gentle and understanding was she and became my wife,
Retaught me and helped me, I say with all humility.
And brought me all the joys and pleasures that make up our life!