Despair And Longing In Phoenix

Deborah in Phoenix quotes my Arizona forecast:

But if rains can be triggered despite the storm’s distance, that may help.

Then responds:

Henriette is thoughts of heat lightning
And of steam on the panes
And of Midsummer Night flares
With the movements of clockwork and despair
Of a tryst in the very bed of the torrent
That passes by here.
And of the drop of a glass where one has just been drinking
No eyes on water-level of air earth and fire, just thirst.

Despair! I'm going to cry!

On the other hand, Henriette's farthest influence is just on the other side of Picacho Peak - you might even be able to see it!

Which, of course, just deepens the despair, if the influence never, quite arrives.....