Sunday, May 11, 2014

Night air

The night
is warm
humid,
hot air
bathing
against my face
the sweat rolling
down my back
as the first
rain drop
hits the earth
splattering on
my flesh,
the soft
wind cooly
lifts the
hair off the
back of my  neck
closing my eyes
to its sweet relief.

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