Cloudburst and your music resonates
exploding globes to my lips,
in the trickling rivulets sucking hair to cheek;

drumming delicately on exposed shoulders,
summer sweet sparkle notes,
pizzicato waterfall melody for first violin.

Pianissimo, legato, lento
the Earth slows to listen
to a natural tremolo.

Intricate compositions arrange droplets
queuing to be played, falling into each other,
glissando into hushed, warm wetness.