Midnight Tryst, Serena Axel [read out loud books .TXT] 📗

forming
drops.
The windows are veiled in a film of
steam.


Opening the door strolling out,
to enter this wetness and become a
sponge.
I feel the water kissing my
skin
inviting this liquid to engulf my
body.
I reject the umbrella to feel the
water
cavorting in my hair forming soft
curls.
The streets are shiny like glass,
and all around me
I witness a wreath of
emeralds.
I inhale the blessed gift of green damp
freshness, in the earth’s perfume this night.

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Text: (c) Serena Axel 2011
Publication Date: 01-07-2011

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