Sudden storm raging, wild winds whip high,
With frantic fury from azure eye.
“That feels so good”, the deep wind sighs
Towering trunks like trembling thighs.
Wood petrified by warm wet breath
Pummels to the little death.
Lightning strikes me with that smile
Embrace me yet a little while.
My shelter snores. A summer storm:
Wild and raging, strong and warm.