The heavens have opened
Let thunder roar
Let lightening flash wildly
Chase the heat from my door.
The rain comes in buckets
and raps on the panes
of my wide open windows,
wind rattles the shades.
Its soothing the flowers
so tired in the heat
as it runs like a river
down the sun battered street.
I'm thankful for showers,
with this deluge I'm smitten
the sun's shown no mercy,
now its *** has been bitten.
So I'll pray this storm gathers
more fury, more speed
and I'll soak in it's drama,
it's coolness I need.
Then when it is over
and all is washed clean
I'll watch the heat rising
the tarmac will steam
the wind will fall silent
it's gusts but a dream
while the heat bakes our bodies
and we dream of ice cream.