this is in the style of a poem called 13 ways of Looking at a Blackbird by Wallace Stevens
~k

I. Clothes plastered
to every curve,
drenched in sweat
due to oppressive heat.

II. the waiting. staring into
the humidity. taunting it.

III. Please Rain

IV. Dreaming of the
cold water trickling
down your back

V. chills

VI. Please Please Please
Rain

VII. The loud thunderclap
announcing its
presence

VIII. The vast sky opens
and drops down
the precious fluid

IX. a private smile
dances across the face
of a girl

X. Rain