sending out promises
from the grey sky
I am coming, love
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| Photo at FlickrCommons by D. Sharon Pruitt |
gentle as soft kisses
on the earth’s dry lips
yearning, eager, for
the caress promise
– but alas,
Thunder is a fickle fellow
too soon he is off
seeking another love,
another pair of lips
to tease with promises
of rain
and we are left
dry-lipped
and yearning
for more
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