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yellow nights and bluebells puddles of water, deeper pools than the constant lake we muddled through sunbeams always as bright as possible torrential downpours of Zeus’s callings ever enchanted we watch as she follows curiosity growing; a wiggle in the wet! an earthquake of micro proportions she, a young god, watches diligent blank features, and the anticipation- He’s here; creeping along, thick fingers reflect drops of water and mud encasing small paws Grabbed! He is here but not for long, she a shriek of young birdsong reverberates loud enough to break the melody of a rainy afternoon each drop sings
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Nov 6, 2017
Nov 6, 2017 at 12:31 PM UTC
yellow nights and bluebells
yellow nights and bluebells puddles of water, deeper pools than the constant lake we muddled through sunbeams always as bright as possible torrential downpours of Zeus’s callings ever enchanted we watch as she follows curiosity growing; a wiggle in the wet! an earthquake of micro proportions she, a young god, watches diligent blank features, and the anticipation- He’s here; creeping along, thick fingers reflect drops of water and mud encasing small paws Grabbed! He is here but not for long, she a shriek of young birdsong reverberates loud enough to break the melody of a rainy afternoon each drop sings
remembering childhood
#childhood#rain#puddles#watching#zeus#yellow#nights#bluebells
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Nov 6, 2017
Nov 6, 2017 at 12:31 PM UTC
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