the air dense with storm rumors,

and heady with the scent of roses,

presses against my skin,

a humid kiss;

filled with the prophecy of thunder.

in the sudden darkness birds take nervous wing;

a tattoo of feathers against the sky.

lightning flashes through the trees,

a crack, startling the world-

and the crickets all about me fall silent.

for just

a

moment.

resuming again with the rain.