Across the horizon rolling in from the west.
It comes slow and sure bllowing, surging on.
Beauty grows as the clouds gather close.
Building, expanding, living, breathing.
The air is electric, strong with power.
On the breeze is musk sensuous, sweet.
Filling senses expanding, exciting and fresh.
Eyes widen, nostrils flair taking in all.
Moisture all around but rain doesn't fall
Skin tingling sensitive nerves on alert
Sounds in quietness amid dusk like sigths
Turning, moving blown about gentle waves.
Then kisses begin wet drops touch and feel
As if barely landing, lifting then leaving
Soft remembrances moist wetnes and then
Rhythm sings louder faster and longer.
Beginning so slow drops falling now hard
Wind swirl into frenzy rushing caressing
Holding tightly, firmly in places untold
Escaping groans of sheer rainfall cries.
Began so soft then swifter and harder
The rumbling grows deep clouds within
Trembling, escalating, bracing for release
Thunder crashes explodes brigth light.
Shivering delight soft moans escape now
Thunder rolling deep across plains in the night
Deep from within holding tight cliging
Love storm has passes and all is refreshed.
