Thunder rumbled

Spain: It's so true

In the distance
The thunder rumbled
Like so many times
Yet
Her
Dark eyes
Filled with light
Looked
Into his
Knowing
The deluge would begin
In the world
Of the two
She had waited so long
for the touch
Of the rain
To pour
To caress
Wash
Away
To pull
Toward
At the moment
His hands
Wrapped
Around her waist
To pull her tight
Laden drops fell
Bittersweet strikes
That could not stop
The rising fire
From
Heated lips
Intense foucs on the other
Drew close
The circiling touch
Proves
Sometimes
Lighting
Strikes more than once
At
Or at least a circling around
The same point