Summer Heat

Thunder in the distance

That smell of dirt in the air

As a Summer storm

Is Brewing

Hot, humid, sticky…

A smell of ozone as

Lightning flashes

That feeling of anticipation

Waiting…

Watching…

With skin tingling

Ready for the Release

© 2013 Annie Original Poetry

Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.

As Ever, Annie

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