washed clean
lightening licks
the earth
we
lie in the dirt
tempting the storm
thunder growls lion-like
in my ear
apple tree's branches
spider-like
against a green-grey sky
grains of sorrow
dissolving
arms
embracing,
encasing this glimpse of
something good
mouths laughing, catching
water
playing like the kids we
once were
marriage
mending
in this
miracle weather
1 Comments:
Was there thunder last night?
I think this is simply beautiful picture of love lost and gained under the sky we call home.
Love you!
A.
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