The summer brings stormy nights
When earth and sky cannot be still
For the heat rises and calm descends
a struggle in the steamy air.
Near ground the faraway sound of the clash
And random flash like nerves on fire
Until we feel it in wisps of near air.
As thoughts wander above the covering clouds
I slowly inhale lotus and honeysuckle
And miss that delicate taste--
Moonlight on your skin
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