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Feb 2014
Months and months on end go by,
this endless thirst needs a release.
Swellling earth, throb, throb,
throbbing for that quenching wetness
withheld by teasing clouds.
Until at last with thunderous
intensity, moisture penetrates the
searing heat ........ the storm climaxes:
the desert sighs in satisfaction.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Annilda Esterhuysen
Written by
Annilda Esterhuysen  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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   Jim Musics and James Jarrett
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