After The Rain


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The air is fresh now, and clean,
gone is the sultry, moody sky
that carried a veil of humidity

Stroking  our skin with wetness,
leaving a languid erotic sense
aware of our bodies, but lazy

Touch was work, the air heavy
love was easier to speak than do
but now we make love easily

Languid, we lay on our bed, sweat
glossing our skin, tracing salt on tongue
but after the rain, love is energised

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Tony Martello · ago
Chrissie, I love the fresh smell of rain and the power of this poem. If you are interested in supporting my two stories in the finals, feel free to vote for: "Maize of Color" and "Green Springs" for the win. Thank you for your support. Tony
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Chrissie Morris Brady · ago
I thought they had won? I will vote now.
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Tony Martello · ago
Sensational, Chrissie! Beautiful poem. my full support-5 votes. Check out my entry, "Green Springs" in the creative nonfiction category and vote if you like it! Tony
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Chrissie Morris Brady · ago
Thank you so much. I will take a look.
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Susi Bocks · ago
Beautiful poem, Chrissie!! So happy to see your work here. :)
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Chrissie Morris Brady · ago
Thank you Susi!
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Susi Bocks · ago
You're welcome! :)