It's in the air, hot heavy and sweet
Something that cannot be defined.
But felt as listless leaves rustle in still breeze
Summer's passion is growing, exciting.
The atmosphere is charged with power
And at your gaze, the cumulus are growing
Piling higher, expansive, swelling nimbus
Ominous and powerful but compelling
In your ears, you feel the thunder
Not so much heard, rumbling sensed
The lights dim as the massive thunderhead swells
Higher and higher, threatening softly
Dangerous, awesome, overpowering, lovely.
Hair stroked by it's breeze, caressed.
It's time to go inside,
Safely behind the closed door
To thrill as lightning flashes.
Urgently, insatiable it's embrace.
Thunder clashes, unleashing it's roar.
Staccato rain against window pane
Wet, life giving, thrilling and warm,
In waves and bands, it keeps coming,
A long, heart pounding summer storm.