Fresh Rain written by Natalie Crick at Spillwords.com

Fresh Rain

Fresh Rain

written by: Natalie Crick

 

Fresh rain fell
Onto velvet skin

Beneath an open sky.
I seek shelter in you.

Every stranger
Becomes a ghost passing by.

I harvest the fog,
Bathe naked in the waxing moon.

Sometimes I think I hear
The echo of the storm.

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