Darken shadows
of the previous night;

give way to predictions
of a new daylight.

Paintbrushes dance
across an open sky

As wetness
brings pleasure & grace
Unable to be denied.

Their lingering pulls & yields
To one's sluggish delight,

While majestic purple hues
become devoid of midnight;

as delicate limbs are reborn
both fresh & fragrant;

bathing within
the morning dew;

Becoming yet alive
& something anew.

(Psjwebber 12/6/20)