Earth, holding its breath,
willing the droplets down
into its warm, waiting skin.
Amplified senses
drawing on the palpable air,
willing the heavens to quenching chaos.
Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 7:24 AM UTC
Earth, holding its breath,
willing the droplets down
into its warm, waiting skin.
Amplified senses
drawing on the palpable air,
willing the heavens to quenching chaos.
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