Feather soft droplets, uncertain and fickle
Surprising sounds, glassy sheets of revival
Gushing in to announce an awaited arrival
Initiating a standing ovation, trickle by trickle
Rooftops lay flat against a tiptoe dance
Hummingbirds listen to the symphony, in pleasure
Flapping away grief, to euphoria of tingling treasures
The wet night sings to the darkened drapes, in a trance
Aroma of a lightening struck earth, engulfs the dawn
Wholesome colors tattoo a game into the washed blue sky
Desire blushes bold, flavors leftover in boxes of thai
heartbeats rescue each other, inhaling moldy smells of the lawn
Howling death sounds, drown raging kisses
Purple streaked canopy, mirrors teary black eyes
Crushing raindrops, into hot mocha keeps passion in disguise
pittering and pattering, pours remorse to a deep abyss
Soaking into its torrential self
each bubble a drop, of hopeful smiles
lusting between sunset and sunrise
streams chant seductively to themselves
Unleashing colors with dripping crayons
Breaking horizons , into a bellowing bronze
NaPoWriMo 2018
5 Senses
