this moon revisited

Tempest that crawls out from around
Hotness that gives way to cool
Intermittent air that comes from there
Sympathizing with the ground and green
Mighty clouds that billow out and
Over the sunrays in expanding excitement
On top of mountains which turn blue
Nighttime showing its growl
Received the scene of bearing teeth
Evoking womanhood like the length of
Very long hair blowing in the wind
Initially a chill that creeps on up
Empty of the temperatures of the day
Wispy water rolling along the upward aquamarine
Easing to a visit on our towns
Deciding to sleep with us this eve

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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