It starts out as a soft haze
That thickens as the moisture increases…
There’s something on the horizon…
A slow rumble from somewhere far away…
Something is coming
Famine across the land
It yearns for the moisture…
The ground opens slowly in anticipation of the rain
Please let the drought end
Days are dry and unbearable
The humidity of the night… teasing the land with moisture in the air
Will it come?
Started as just a thought
Creamed itself into a sweet dream
It’s almost reality
Body temperature rises
Muscles contract
The loins beg from within for a million tiny deaths
Dying for release
Thighs part slightly
Legs begin to shake
First lightning, then thunder and finally the rain
Fingers travel from valley to lips
How sweet the rain tastes
