Last night the rain spoke to me...
Lately it seems the summer rain has been courting me...
Coming by in the evenings for a few hours, or sometimes just a few moments...
Bringing me the cool fresh air to breathe in...
Sometimes speaking loudly with claps of thunder to draw my attention...
Sometimes the faint whispers sprinkling on the windows...
Sometimes the sound of its arrival excites me, and I hurry to the porch to share in the moisturizing of the valley...
Sometimes the rhythm of the drops on the roof lull me to sleep, and the encircling of its presence cuddles me as a dream...
I know its a fleeting romance, that our time is for a season, but for now I'll hold space for this love affair in my life...
I'll enjoy the smells of the fresh air, the touch of soft droplets on my skin, and the steamy embrace of the humid air holding me tight.
8-4-21
I am reading this poem on my YouTube Channel... "The Mess and The Bliss" recorded Aug. 29, 2021
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