Standing in the tall grass
Feeling it against your ankels
Smelling the scent of an on coming storm
A slight breeze touches your face
A sound
Soft at first
The rolling thunder
Fills your ears
The lightning
Bright and bold
Dancing across the sky overhead
Like natures fire works
Your every limb feels light
On comes the rain
Streaking down your face
Caressing your body
It is then you wish this wonderful time
would never end.....
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