Sometimes I write things spontaneously

She is like a storm on the horizon.
Dark and foreboding, roiling and turbulent..

I feel her in the air, a distant rumble cool and crisp.
Her approach exciting and cautious.

When she is upon me, the air tingles with her presence..

I am filled with breathless anticipation..

Her winds will stir my spirit , Her touch like lightning...electrifying my soul...

She will roll into my life and break upon my heart like thunder as I am overwhelmed by the fury of her love...