Summer Storm

Summer rains, thunderstorms rage across our souls. Crashing through the heat and oppression, Flaming violence, a flash in the pan, Creating a respite for an instant. Drip, drop, drip, drip, drip, dropping from the sky, Falling on my ground, soak it in your wetness from above, Turn our clay into mud, mold in your handsContinue reading “Summer Storm”