poetry?
standing outside eyes closed feeling the tangible sensuality of the approaching storm. the wind kissing my skin as the distant rumble of thunder touches my ears. my world darkens even more as the clouds roll over the sky the storm approaches the thunder reverberates off the bluffs causing my body to vibrate as the sound shakes me to the core. i feel the electricity play over my skin like a well known lover as lightening flashes over the darkened sky. i open my eyes turn my face to the sky, open my arms to the heavens as the storm gathers its strength....let the rain come