Storm

Summer nights in pale rose
warm winds my hair blows
I can feel the storm is close
and then a beautiful silence echoes

The sky turns deep black
and i feel a chill in my back
while a lighting leaves heaven
and a thunder follows its track

Drops of water caress my face
leaving behind a shiny trace
wet fingers made of love
go thru my heated mace.

My cold body shakes and trembles
as heaven drops little angels
they hit the ground and bounce
and my ears hear the giggles

Beautiful rain that cleanses
all my sins and jinxes
gracious beauty that brings me
dancing tears of happiness