Waiting for rain

We have felt the heat in green trees
And roof’s asbestos sheets and light

That would abolish the dark corners
Sending roaches to deeper recesses.

The heat came all the way from hills
Touching the bushes with the lizards

In torpor , stomachs dazed like stone.
The birds slept their summer siestas.

Waters everywhere wore warm heart,
With love in waves to overwhelm us

And choke our bodies with tiny vapor
Sucked from limited bogs and ponds.

The sea stopped growling at midnight
And sending soft feelers to an inland

To fill its loveless vacuums to the sky
And bring down waves of rain from it.