Bless That Blue Sky

 Immediately
that's when I want
us
to happen

An exploration
of every touch
that makes
us
sigh
cry
shiver
scream

When the sky of your eyes grows dark
I know the rain is coming
torrential sweat
clap of skin
strike of our voices
on parts hidden inside
us

The storm is
us

16-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen

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