allnightalways
2:31 a.m.
a thunderstorm
sprawled unseen across the horizon
creeping closer
cats feet careful
rustle and rattle
in the leaves hissing wind
far off rumbling
vibrates the trembling air
faint flash
amber glow illuminates
the contours of climbing clouds
.
waiting for it
.
the soft rush of rain
.
the damp kiss of a moist wind
tumbling through the window screen
.
waiting
.
because at 2:34 a.m.
time softens it’s grip
wanders off distracted
leaving lovers to lie
bare skin limbs draped tangled
whispering in the darkness
satisfied with this instant
safe inside a single moment
understanding..