Heavy Heat
I step out
and taste the moist hot breath
the earth breathes
solemn.
I ease my eyelids lower,
brush my lashes
against the day.
A light wind stirs the boiling dust,
tosses it: myriad petal kisses on my skin.
I suck it in, in, i i i i n n n,
deep into my lungs.
The heat brings oceans to me —
each wave with salty oily sweat
mists my delighted body.
And I taste flecks of sunshine
with each claydust-coated puff of air,
on each honeysuckle droplet,
and each breath of growing grass.
©Belenen 07.15.02
beautiful Georgia weather
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