06-08-2014, 03:32 PM
I hear the crackle and feel the boom,
light flashes and I can see
your stormy eyes staring seductively.
The aroma of virga fills the air,
A gust pushes chimes, they surrender.
The storm is coming.
The first drop wets a blade of grass,
erect, ready to accept the warmth
of summer's shower.
Everything feels intense now.
The vivid lightning, thumping thunder, and torrential rain.
The storm has came.
light flashes and I can see
your stormy eyes staring seductively.
The aroma of virga fills the air,
A gust pushes chimes, they surrender.
The storm is coming.
The first drop wets a blade of grass,
erect, ready to accept the warmth
of summer's shower.
Everything feels intense now.
The vivid lightning, thumping thunder, and torrential rain.
The storm has came.